There are a few little people who live in my house who seem to have little motors running inside of them. Motors that not only keep their bodies in constant motion but their mouths as well.
In a moment of exasperation, I exclaimed to the six-year old, "Can't you stop talking for even one minute? Sixty seconds, that's all I ask for!"
He then spent five minutes telling me how he could stop talking if he wanted and then another ten on how he doesn't really talk all that much anyway.