Overheard on the Monitor

Elizabeth is in her crib, potentially about to take a nap.  Trin dog starts to bark, possibly at some dust settling lightly onto the windowsill of someone who lives three streets away.  Firmly, I say “no bark, Trin, come here.”  Trin comes, giving me the sad eyes of a dog who was just trying to protect her family from unauthorized dust settling and is now in trouble for some unknown reason. Over the monitor, I hear Elizabeth say “no bark, Trin!  No barking, dogs!”

So even though I’ve always known that you can hear the dogs barking from Elizabeth’s room, even with everything closed and the white noise on, now I know.