Now I understand how my mom must have felt with chatterbox me as a preschooler. My son will not stop talking. Or singing. Or shrieking. Or making vroom noises. Or just plain saying, “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Are you listening to me? Mommy! Mommy! Listen to me, Mommy!” Yes, sometimes I fail to respond immediately, but it tends to sound like this even if I respond every single time.
I feel guilty for wanting more childcare, but this kid is driving me up a wall.