My older sister didn’t talk until she was nearly two. My worried parents asked to the pediatrician about it and he told them to leave her alone - she would talk when she was ready.
Then I was born.
Boy, did that unleash the floodgates. She discovered that the easiest way for her to get the attention back was to talk. So she talked. And talked. And talked.
By the time the fifth daughter was born, we all knew that words were the way to keep from getting lost in the crowd. The youngest learned to talk very early - said her first sentence before she was ten months old - it was, “Mommy, I have a headache. Where’s the Bufferin?” My mom almost died.
LOL! With five daughters the talking would be off the charts! :-)