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Didn't think of that. Or maybe he was sedated.
My mother told me once that my father would give me a drop of bourbon to shut me up when I was an infink.
The irony is that today I can talk for hours if my pal Jim Beam is around.
I'll be positive and say they probably just knew he would be quiet. Each kid is different you know. My oldest on the one hand has what we call diarrhea of the mouth. But he was a quiet baby. My youngest was neither a quiet baby nor is she a quiet child.