Like I mentioned, we spend a lot of time outside in the front or back yard. Sometimes I’m out there. Sometimes I’m not. Regardless, my kids live life at top volume. They’re always yelling across the yard. “Look at my toad house!” and “Look, I found a stick!” On top of that, you’ll hear layers of screaming and whining when someone takes someone else’s spot on the ninja line, or pushes them the wrong way in the hammock, or accidentally-on-purpose drops on them from the geodesic dome. These things provoke a lot of noise.
On top of that, they’re yelling at the dogs, and shouting at each other, and shouting for me, and shouting at their dad, and shouting, shouting, shouting, because they are little boys with ADHD and they are outside.
Neighbors we have never met know waaaaaaaaay too much about our family. And I honestly don’t have time to care.