ANother chatter box here, in my daughter.  This is how we knew she was lethargic on last Tuesday as she woke up late and wasn’t talking (she also slumped in my arms and couldn’t focus her eyes, but maily it was eerily quiet in the house.)  By the way, chatter boxes run in my family with my Nana, my father, myself and now my daughter.  My husband’s family is more quiet.  Julia