...when the house is quiet because they are gone...I remember how much I like noise. No really, I like noise. Wait, what am I saying? I LOVE noise!
I love the roar of their hearty snickering when they both find something so amusing they can't contain their laughter.
I love hearing, "MOM, COME HERE...YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!", when it is merely an advertisement for something I am never going to waste my money buying for them b/c they do not need it.
I love the sound of the same Guitar Hero song over and over b/c they are trying to master the "gig" b/c they need the money...LOL.
I love hearing the shower run and the loud SPLAT-SPLAT of the water as they push it out of their hair as they rinse.
I love the sound of love.