One of my favorite morning sounds: the chickens and ducks clamoring to be let out of their coop.
One of my least favorites: Caleb talking back to me “Why don’t you be quiet?” Don’t worry, he got grounded.
My cell phone ringing at least 10 times while I was running errands:
“Hi Mom, this is Josh. Do I have to do my jobs?”
“Hi Mom, this is Josh. These jobs are taking forever!”
“Hi Mom, this is Josh. I bumped my head while I was doing my jobs.”
“Hi Mom, this is Josh. How much longer are you going to be?”
“Hi Mom, this is Josh. You said 20 minutes and it’s been almost 30 minutes!” Hmmmm, I wonder why!
I’ll spare you the rest, but I’m not even kidding!
Every mother’s favorite sound: banging on the door while I’m in the bathroom. He had to bang loudly to be heard over the screaming baby trying to climb up my ankles.
“Mom? Can we sleep on the trampoline tonight?” (This was in the morning.)
“Can we talk about it when I come out?”
“But can we?”
“I’ll be out in a minute.”
“What Mom? I can’t hear you because Simon is crying too loud!”
And then, mercifully, a nice loud rumbling from Simon’s diaper, and nothing but smiles and happy gurgles.
And two truly joyful noises… Savannah cheerfully practicing the piano, and Rebecca singing in her first ever school choir concert.