It's Saturday morning. . . . . . the family is happily munching away on oatmeal pancakes, when I notice that the usual meal chatter has been replaced by an eerie silence.
I venture a comment:
Me: "Everyone must be hungry this morning- it sure is quiet right now!"
Nathaniel: "It's not in my head."
Nathaniel: "I'm talking in my head."
(If you know my son, you'd know that out of our five children - including 4 girls - you'd know that he is by far and away the most talkative of the bunch! Which was why the silence was truly eerie. . . . )