
I often find myself on the telephone walking quickly through the house to escape "the noise". While I'm talking, I'm not always aware of the source of the noise, just that it is there and I try to get away from it. It is always something different, and as long as it is not screams of pain or anger, I usually just ignore it until I can get off the phone. This particular day, it was: "thump, thump, tat!tat!tat!" "thump, thump, tat!tat!tat!" I eventually say goodbye and hang up and look behind me to see what has been following me all through the house. This is what I find. Aubrey is wearing my shoes, thumping them as loudly as possible while pushing his extremely annoying (and favorite) lawn mower. Thank you Aunt Julie for that one! ;) It cracked me up that I could just block that out, I'm getting better at this mom stuff. This is exactly why I rarely talk on the phone. I love you all, I just am unable to have a normal conversation without getting off of the phone to find red marker all over my couches. Maybe in a few more years...

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