A quiet night

My children are sleeping, Nate is saying goodbye to some friends from work and I am enjoying time at home. The laundry is folded, the dishes are done, the boxes are packed, not even my to-do list is calling my name. My house is silent... minus ONE fly. Yup, that's right, a single fly sounds louder then a race car doing laps around my bed to me. Someone give me three kids running, laughing, playing, a dog barking, a ball being thrown and some legos dropping and then I will be able to relax. Peace and quiet is not a match in my house, but peace in our crazy loud happy house defintley is.