When kids are quiet, something's not right
“Kids… ,” I’d yelled into our playroom on a regular basis when our children were small, “what’s going on in there?!”
Usually, I’d heard roughhousing. You’d think the innocent sounds of our children playing would warm our hearts, but as experienced parents, Francis and I knew that wholesome noises often lead to bonked heads, chipped teeth and poked eyes.
However, there were other times when we hadn’t heard squeals, bumps or creaking floorboards. No singing, hammering, smacking or crying. No Barbies being thrown, sippy cups hitting the floor or lamps getting knocked over.
What we heard was something far more terrifying: total silence.