Parents should all have certified certificates of insanity. What else would cause you to search for ten minutes for the blanket your child hid behind the couch, forgot about and then decided you had thrown out. without the excuse of insanity, talking to your six month old in the grocery store is almost pathetic. Saying things like "don't sit on the cats," and "did you poop?" when your child stinks to high heaven seem normal.
Besides, what else would make you leave voice messages on peoples phones that consist solely of reciting a childs book?