Middle school sleepover

So far we've had two nights where Blythe, in the middle of the night, decides she wants to stay up and talk. Like she's a middle schooler having a sleepover. We would put her pacifier back in her mouth and rock her to sleep (so we thought);  but back in her bassinet, she would pause, spit out her binky, and resume talking and/or gurgling like a wookie. One of those nights it took her a full TWO HOURS until she was done. I wish I was joking.