It sure is quiet around here. The two babies are at school, and so far, only Rush Limbaugh or the soothing voices of the classical public radio station are filling a too-quiet space with sound. It's kind of nice to be able to listen to a piece played that you've never heard before. As the piece ends, you wait to hear the announcer tell you what it was.
At this exact moment, someone falls and hurts themselves, or you're summoned loudly to the family room to hear the "Love Ducks" song performed on "Arthur" for the third time in a week. "Maybe it was 'Mozark,' Mommy," the oldest says, trying to be helpful. Of course, everything played on the radio is 'Mozark' to her!