In our house, the only time that there's complete quietness is during the wee hours of the night. After the boys are fast asleep, the dishwasher stopped humming, and David Letterman has said his goodnight, can you find true silence. Although I enjoy the noiseless solitude, there are certain quiet sounds I enjoy through out the day.
Sometimes it's the grunting of a dog trying to find just the right spot to cuddle.
Or perhaps the chatter of two little voices as they draw on the pavement.
Even the whooshing and bouncing of a basketball as a young boy practices again and again.
These are the noises that surround our house. The noises I know one day I will miss. I close my eyes and soak them all in because before I know it, they'll be gone.