Music To My Ears

First, let me set the stage:
[The very quiet sounds of Tommy stirring echo through my silent house as the sun starts to peek through the windows.]
[Or maybe the "echo" was because I have 2 monitors in my 1200 sq ft house....whatever, Tommy was quietly stirring, we heard it in surround sound, that's the point.]

Josh: "Can I go get my boy? Please?"
Me: "Uhhh, just to be clear, you're asking for permission to go in there and change the overnight diaper and get him up and ready for breakfast?"
Josh: "Yes. I didn't get to see him yet this week."
Me: "Knock yourself out."

[Now the sounds of the doorknob squeaking and Josh sneaking into Tommy's room "echo" through the house.]

Josh: "There's my boy!"
Tommy: Smiles. I can hear it. He smiled.
Josh: "Whoa - you got some snot-boogers in there dude?"
Tommy: Frowns. I can hear it. He frowned.
Josh: "Where's that sucker thing?"

[silence while Josh gears up for the battle]

Tommy: SCREAMING! You can barely hear the snot sucker over the screams.

You wanna know why it's music to my ears? Because (for once) I'm not the one causing the screaming.