House of LOUD

February 26th, 2006

It is Sunday afternoon. You know, the day of rest. Well, there is no resting to be had here. All there is is noise, and LOUD noise at that…songs, questions, endless jabbering, abc’s and counting to 100 over and over and over again, gun noises, kids falling, crying, laughing.

I try to embrace the noise, because it won’t always be here. Their voices will change, they won’t talk so freely, they won’t need me as much.