There was a sleeping [cranktastic] baby in a swing a mere four feet away from a rambunctious Caroline, who was "filling a bucket with love and happy thoughts." Love and happy thoughts are LOUD, apparently.
After reminding her repeatedly that if Lil Screamy* woke up, we'd all pay for it, I exclaimed, "How many times do I have to ask you to be quiet?!"
She whipped her head around and said very earnestly with big eyes and a nod, "A lot!"
* Lil Screamy is a title Sylvie has earned. We use it with love. Most of the time.