(edit:  I changed the title of this… after having it sit with me overnight.  The sound of my son, and the sounds of my son, are not noise, they don’t ring in my head and heart that way.. at least not all the time.  Sometimes what he says and does is music of the sweetest kind to my ears… other times, it’s as though it’s an echo of something that I am not taking the time to truly appriciate.  I realize this.  I am again realizing I need to practice the discipline of being IN the present, and all that it holds… especially the sound effects that any given day reveals.)

I have a 6 year old son, who is nearly non-stop talking or expressing various sounds that either sound like explosions, guns, flying space ships… etc. (you get the idea, boy sounds).  You know, all the Star Wars sounds that we girls are just not as equipped to make.  I listen and I am struck mute with his ability to shape his mouth and blow air and do whatever it is that he does.  After a while of my astonishment, I will add that I usually have to say “please, NO MORE GUN SOUNDS!” to which he replied today “Mommy, it’s not a gun sound, it’s a blowing up sound.”  Ohhhhhhh… I get it.  I see.  The noise has different degrees of expression… it’s sad that after hearing it for a while, it all sounds the same and I cannot differentiate the difference between the range of them.

He’s so loud… so continual… the Energizer Bunny wrapped up in camouflage pants.  Boom.  Crash.  Bew-Bew-Bewwww.  Over and over again.  Then the addition of light saber sounds, and people talking and narrating their entire battle.  Seriously,  Calgon.  Take me awaaaaaaaay.  Please.  I can’t take another gun sound… I mean I “blowing up sound.”  Funny that just the other day, I tried to play along, and he literally laughed at the sounds I made and tried to correct me in the proper way to make a shooting laser beam (which he doesn’t say BEAM, he pronounces it as VEAM) sound.  Why don’t girls learn these types of vocalizations?