My home office is a vigorous stone’s throw away from the campus my children went to for their primary years. Even in the cacophony of little voices I used to make out their laughter from my window facing west. Now that they’ve moved on to bigger challenges my ears can’t detect them.
It’s sill nice to hear the occasional booming sounds of little people coming from down the street it just doesn’t have that last bit of twang that made it all the sweeter.
