Will I Ever Hear Silence Again?

From 5:30am this morning until 7:30pm this evening I heard child noise constantly from 2 small boys. When I say constantly I truly mean constantly. I don't think Brandon managed to come up for air all day. I think that because he has spent the past 4 years talking nonstop, he has just mastered the art of talking all day without the need for oxygen. By about 1:30pm this afternoon I had to tell him to give me a moment of quiet. It meant nothing to him and away he went again. It truly astounds me that someone can talk so much, especially since I am such a quiet person.

Well our day started with Brandon's karate class. He hasn't been for a few weeks because he has been so sick but now we are back into the swing of it. He did really well. Both Brandon and another boy in the class listened very well to their instructor. They were the only two. Bailey stayed reasonably close to me throughout the 40 minute lesson which was almost a first. He ate nearly every bit of food that I had made up for the boys for our adventures after karate. Needless to say, we had to go home and restock the giant lunchbox. I utilised the time by feeding the kids and making some phone calls. Finally, we made it back to the car where we headed off to get some petrol. I had planned to drive about 20 minutes to a huge toy shop as we are buying one of the boy's friends a birthday present. Brandon however, got cranky at his seat belt so I drove 1 minute to the local shops because his crankiness was turning ugly. It was Brandon's suggestion that led us to the toy section of Myer. What a clever kid. That's where we spent what felt like most of the afternoon. The 2 boys were in heaven. Bailey was beside himself. They were so excited with all the toys they just didn't know where to go first. They did quickly find a starting point.

The 2 boys and I ventured down to the other toy shop in the shopping centre to have a peruse of potential presents. Eventually, through the sheer desire to obtain some peace and quiet, I ended up letting Brandon just grab whatever he liked and whatever he thought was suitable for his good friend Isaac. Then we left. The whole shopping trip was constantly full of talk. Neither boy slept today because they were both too busy talking. I was going to say that the only time there is quiet is when they are eating, but I can't even say that. Brandon talks with a mouth full of food. He talks while he's brushing his teeth and he talks while he is getting his face washed in the bath. He is non-stop talk.

I bought "Action Chugger" for Brandon today and for Bailey I bought "Scruff" which is a Thomas the Tank Engine train. The 2 boys were so excited, especially because they had both chosen them themselves. Once home, I tried to find somewhere quiet to gather my thoughts, but alas, it was to no avail. I still wasn't going to give up. Somewhere, sometime today I surely should be able to experience hearing nothing. Even my clients this afternoon talked a mile a minute. As I put Bailey to bed this evening he also just talked and talked and talked. This is what he said as he rolled and rolled and rolled side to side in his bed."Mummy work. Daddy work. Me. No no no. Brandon. Mummy. Daddy me me me." It just went on and on. I love that my boys are so talkative and curious and interested. I love that my husband is sitting right next to me and talking a mile a minute as well while I try and write about my eternal search for silence. I'm confident that one day I will hear nothing but the ocean waters lapping at my feet while I bask in the beautiful warm sunshine while lazily stretched out upon the sands of my tranquil tropical Island.