Brooklyn is starting to talk up a storm (gale). She is verbalizing earlier than Taylor did which is probably a result of hearing Dad say "stuff a sock in it" to Taylor with increasing regularity. Nothing chills the eardrums like two squealing kidlets within a three foot proximity. Three feet? I meant three blocks! Taylor seems to be an instigator. "Baby do this, baby do that". "Mom, babys climbing on the couch. I not climb on the couch." "Mommiiiieeee! I hurt meself falling off the couch!"