This is something that I do not experience in my house.
Never.
Even when the kids are at school and Beau is not home, Roxy Belle, all of sudden, turns into a Rottweiler, being taunted by every leaf that may fall or bug that might enter our yard. It’s ridiculous.
La Petite Belle tends to be the one with the highest volume. Beau and I are constantly telling her that she is too loud and to turn her volume down.
Now, the rest of us are not quiet church mice, either … especially when pushed into a tizzy by the other household members.
But, there is one time that La Petite Belle stands out … it’s bath time.
When she is in the tub, upstairs, and we are downstairs, with the television at a volume of 20 or higher, her voice is heard above it all … singing from the time she gets into the tub until the time she gets out.
This is what I caught last night. She loves her some Matt Kearney (her favorite song that we’ve heard over and over again).
And, you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Quiet is overrated.