Master Pandey is as chatty as it gets. He wants to chat any time, all the time.

Drinking milk – no problem, let me push the bottle out, give a wide smile and start cooing.

Getting poo-poo cleaned – no problem, let us utilize that weird posture to utter a few sounds and get folks interested.

Lying on the bed, staring at the overhead fan – that’s all right, let us strike up a conversation with the fan.

Ms. Pandey wasn’t as chatty when she was his age, though you can never make that claim today. We hope Master Pandey’s chattiness doesn’t diminish over time.