Some moms drive me absolutely up the wall.
I take Avery to Gymboree a few times a week, which is awesome, except coming in contact with the mom (there's always at least one in the class) who talks to their toddler with a vocabulary of a 6 month old. I mean is it necessary to completely deprive your child of 2 + syllable words?
Not-as-cute-as-his-mom-thinks-he-is toddler falls while walking down a 3 foot wide almost horizontal slide. (I know, right?)
Mom says "Did bay-bee go boom-boom? Bay Bee go boom-boom. Bay Bee get boo boo? Goo Goo Ga Ga Poo Poo Da Da"
After I threw up in my mouth, I walked Avery away from the kid who will undoubtedly be picked last for kick ball. And life.
I totally take part in the occasional baby talk, but I think constantly talking to your kid like he/she is an adorable moron might actually help him/her to become one. I'm not suggesting swapping out Hop on Pop for The Grapes of Wrath, but you get the point.