I return from running some errands and browsing books at Barnes & Noble just in time to pick up my kids from school. I'm feeling kind of Zen at the moment, and I'd love to keep the serene and peaceful mood going. It's a welcome change from how busy it's been up in my head. So upstairs I go, turn on the computer, and pop an Atmospheres CD into my drive. My daughter, who's followed me upstairs, glances at my choice, and immediately says, "No Mom, not that one, put the one with the babbling brook!"

No, it's not a typo, you read it right -she said babbling brook. Not quite as serene as my choice seemed, now is it? I mean, I can relax to the sound of ocean waves, a forest rainfall, and yes, maybe even a bubbly brook. Babbling? I mean, where does she get this stuff from? Perhaps her teacher has used the word to describe her performance during the day? I've already been told she's quite talkative, not that I needed to be alerted to that fact. After all, she takes after her mother. In any case, with my pretty princess' continuous chatting, I believe that babbling is the most fitting adjective in regards to how she's been behaving since yesterday. I swear to you, she even talks in her sleep.

Guess I wasn't the only one feeling Zen.