The Squeak Threshold.

I really think there is one.  There is only so much squeaking a household can take, right?  The sound is an annoying one and too much of it is sure to drive any person BONKERS.  That being said, a squeak-less home in the presence of pets and small children seems a bit bizarre too.  Such is why I believe there is a magical "squeak threshold" - an ideal amount of squeaking that does not hinder nor enhance the family environment, yet simply "exists" in all busy and happy homes.  I'm certain it varies among individuals and families - with our family being on the lower end of the squeak spectrum - but I really think it is a THING.  

ANYWAYS.  A couple of weeks ago I blogged about hiding "Sophie the Giraffe".  Sophie's got quite the squeak in her and Kumari brings out Squeaky Sophie 2.0 whenever the two cross paths.  (If I were on Twitter I believe "#nannyproblems" would be an appropriate remark).  The thing is, due to this newly discovered "threshold", I'm no longer sure I can lock Sophie up.  Kumari the Incredible de-squeaked other areas of our life which has left room for Sophie's not-so-desirable mode of communication.  Yep, it's as if Kumari went about oiling every hinge in the flat with the sole intention of granting Sweet Sophie a lifetime of freedom. And it worked.  Sophie has been released!  Husband and wife earplugs may ensue.....

Nory and her newly rescued pal!!!

One more thing.  Now that the apartment door doesn't squeak, you can easily sneak into the house without anyone knowing about it.  Yesterday I made a quick entry to pick up something I had forgotten.  What did I happen upon?  Kumari singing "MEOW, MEOW, MEOW, MEOW" at an embarrassing pitch and volume while rocking Nory in her nursery.  HA!  Both of them were ALL SMILES.  So nice to catch them letting loose together ;)