Dane..my baby boy... is a TALKER... Oh. lord .is he a T A L K E R . (must admit, he comes by it honest...) This morning the talking began while I was still asleep & he was sitting on the potty... yelling across the upstairs... " Hey M O M... I have found my apartment.." (didn't know he was looking...) " G R E A T baby... can we discuss this over breakfast/HUGE cup of coffee?) (that child NEVER forgets ANYTHING...) 10 min. I get downstairs... "Soooo mom,... did you get a chance to look at the apartment? it is only1,800,000... huh, huh,huh? I figure when I turn18 I will just get a job that I don't really llike... so I can get a loan... & then I will get a girlfriend & we can buy the apartment together.... whatdoyathink? huh? whatdoyathink? (all of this in one breath) At this point I should have just nodded...said "sure sweetie...sounds like a great idea?" - as I am praying for the coffee to drip a little faster & remembering my ...