Comforting Noise
This may seem weird, but I actually love to hear Brian practicing his drums. He is good. But more importantly, when I hear him practicing, I know exactly where he is and what he is up to! This is a very comforting thing. Sadly, when I don't know exactly where he is, there is no telling WHAT he is up to! Bring on the noise and the comforting knowledge! Ya'll Come Back!
Lorilee
I always preferred my children to be home too.
ReplyDeleteRoberta Anne
Hi Roberta Anne,
ReplyDeleteHe had to stay inside after school today, after a neighbor complained of he and his friends launching water balloons. Luckily, my sweety had to deal with it and not me. I was clogging.
Blessings,
Lorilee
My son plays the guitar and keyboard. I simply love it, even when I'm watching TV. It beats a lot of other things. Great your son plays.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly how you feel. When the youngest was in high school he was in a 'garage band' - our garage! There were always at least half a dozen boys here. It was noisy and they could clean out the fridge and pantry in nothing flat but I knew where they were and what they were up to!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. When I send the kids outside and hear them out there hollering (lately they've been yelling while they sled downhill)I feel better than when they are silent. Then I'm worrying where they are.
ReplyDeleteYou are exactly right. Way better to know what they're up to. Mimi
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