i can only blame myself...

i hate to admit it, but i am at fault for this one. i hear that admitting is the first step though so here it goes.

i talk constantly to jackson. usually the conversation is one way with a few goo goos, ah goos, baaahh laaa laas in response, but generally it's one way. i ask him questions and give him multiple choice answers, and he just stares at me and smiles. i've heard people laughing from the next room because of the silly conversations that the two of us share. i honestly don't care how silly i sound though, my only care is teaching our child language skills.

you can imagine my excitement the day jackson started responding in full force. lots of hmmphs, blahs, gaa gaas, etc. all of those one way conversations were paying off! my new mantra,"we have the smartest kid ever!", repeated itself nicely in my noggin (naturally not out loud as that would jinx it for sure). as we put our smart and advanced child down to sleep that night i proudly patted myself on the back.

then came morning. one o'clock in the morning. instead of a cry or whimper we heard babbling. baby babble. LOTS of baby babble. it was at least forty five minutes before the first cry came out. wow! instead of panic or distressed cries our baby talked to himself...and the lamp...and the crib...and the fan...and the night light...and every.single.stuffed.animal.in.the.room. eventually i changed him and fed him and put him back to bed. four hours later it started over again. omg, what have i created?

that pat on the back quickly turned into one swift kick in the pants.