But after 6PM, it's like I magically become a police officer whose sole duty is to keep the peace...and QUIET. I will literally do anything to keep our child sleeping, especially at night. And if that means whispering. Fine.
If it means leaving all of our cupboards open just a tish so it doesn't make a loud banging noise, I"ll do it.
I've got floor boards memorized. Which squeak and which don't.
I am the master at putting away dishes so quiet you wouldn't actually know I did it.
But all of this noise policing wears on Nate. He just couldn't stand being shushed one more time.
And so we tested all the noises we normally make. Dishes. Walking. Talking. TV. I stood in the nursery and Nate made all of the noises, so we LITERALLY know what noises do, in fact, transfer to the nursery.
Thus, the Noise Violation, was born.
So now, when Nate is engaging in a questionable noise-producing activity, instead of shushing him I just say "NOISE VIOLATION"
(in a very loud whisper of course)