The sound of silence

Several months ago Jim and I were eating dinner out and noticed a couple sitting in silence at their table - not speaking and looking somewhat miserable. I pointed them out and commented that I hoped we never run out of things to talk about. I'd forgotten about that until the other day when Jim reminded me as we had sat silent in the car (Wee Man was sleeping, he does that - in the car, not the house).

"Remember when you said you hope we never run out of things to talk about?" Jim said.
"Yes, why?" I replied.
"Do you think that couple just had kids and was appreciating the sound of silence?"
I thought for like a mili-second, "Hmm, yep - now shut up and enjoy the silence."

Over the last week we"ve been visited by the spirits of future child - no past, no present - two futures . . . 11 months and 2 years. For now I'll stick with sleep deprivation in lieu of completely losing my mind.