Coming down from the high which was a family reunion/ 4 flights in 4 days/ my father's 80th birthday last weekend, i've had a busy week maintaining the momentum with children's events . . . Academic Awards, volleyball clinic, Suburban Challenge (think town planning for senior primary schoolers, then imagine my 3rd girl winning!!) Of course, a whole lot of chit cat is involved . . . at the school gate, with teaching staff, at sports games & with my family of marathon talkers. Can you overdose on chit chat?? Impossible for me . . . which is why my only-speak-when-has-something-worth-saying-husband is so complimentary to my world. I remember on one of our first dates, he actually said "you don't have to fill every silence & externalise every thought that pops into my head". Gosh i love his confidence.
My children are all varying combinations of chitter chatters . . . my 3rd girl can play in her room for hours, in solitude, where my first born can gabble away like any teen, but loves her silence. I'm sure she was reading in the womb, like handsome soldier, she can read for days, it's an escape. Makes her a fabulous flying companion & easy to entertain. She just read The Hunger Games yesterday, as in, before school & after dinner, gobbled it up, asleep by midnight. How?? Took me 4 days of dedicated reading chunks & neglecting housework!!