Sunday, August 15, 2010

Quiet please . . .

I am heading to bed. My ears cannot take any more. Dustin is absolutely unable to stop making noise today. If he is not talking he is hooting, or tapping his foot, or slapping his wrists, or making noises with his mouth, or snapping, or humming, or clapping, or beating on the furniture, or buzzing, or smacking his forehead, or patting his knees, or shushing, or banging on the table, or hitting his open mouth to make sounds . . . you get the picture. (all those things happened in the last 2 minutes since I started this post)

Holy Lord,

I

cannot

take

one

more

minute.

1 comment:

shastastevens said...

Oh the noise, the noise, the noise, noise, noise, noise!

It's like living in Who-ville.