Silence

I l o v e silence when my 19 month old is asleep.
It is rejuvenating.
Silence when he is awake is an entirely different matter.
I was in the kitchen when my ears pricked up like radar screens,
trying to locate the noise my son was making.
It was silent.
Mild panic set in as I raced to locate Luke, sure he
had fallen in the toilet or filled it with whoknowswhat
was writing on the walls
was balanced with one foot on the top of whoknowswhat.

My heart melted when I found him.