My Loud Noises
Today we walked to get donuts.
On the way, Oliver said he missed our old house. After a bit of discussion about the relative merits of our old and new homes, we all agreed that loud noises are sometimes a problem. So Oliver declared “I don’t like loud noises…..I like MY loud noises…” and he immediately yelled—and the noise echoed through the neighborhood.
I now wonder what our new neighborhood thinks of all the loud noises.