It is a very rare occasion when my home is utterly and completely silent.
And when it is? It makes me wonder what the devil The Cherubs are up to.
They could be doing anything…Watching questionable television in the basement with the volume turned way-way down;
Trying to crack the code on the safe that they fancy holds diamonds and bricks of gold
When it actually holds heirloom photos and family tree documentation;
Searching for the unlock button on my cell phone so that they might play an extra round of Angry Birds.
But sometimes…Every once in a blue moon…
Silence is golden.