Having kids starts to get interesting when they actually start talking. I was one of those babies who didn't really start speaking in sentences until I was two. My first sentence was at my Winnie The Pooh-themed second birthday party, where I said, “Pooh fly” after spotting a stuffed animal of Pooh with a balloon in his hand. Since then, I haven't been able to stop talking, much to the amusement and sometimes to the irritation of my parents.