Friday, August 29, 2008

The Evil Quiet.

I used to love the quiet. I would come home from work and sit with the mail or a newspaper enjoying the peace. That was over 18 months ago. Now the silence scares me. If I cannot hear the boys, something bad is usually about to happen. So now noise relaxes me. I think it is like mommy sonar, I hear the jabbers and stomps, I can usually tell without looking what mess they are getting into. So I sit here in the noise with a nice hot cup of coffee, a raisin stuck to my shirt, applesauce in my hair, and relax....

1 comment:

  1. Katie,

    I think that you should compile your blogs and publish them as a book for Moms!