You know you're a parent when you have a healthy fear of "The Quiet" as in, the quiet that can mean and entire roll of toilet paper unraveled, or the quiet dumping of all the books off the bookshelf, or the quiet sneaking of a treat snack. etc. It's always best when the quiet is actually two siblings playing nicely together, which of course you are always bummed you interrupted (this is when a periscope would come in handy, perhaps termed a "parentscope"?) Or when your little girl is doing what she loves doing these days, plopping a book on her lap and flipping though,
even if it's upside down.