Nothing quite like waking up to clothes and knapsacks flying down the stairs, followed shortly by two Kids flying down the stairs amid cries of “S'not!” and “Is!”
Three days. [1] Frankly, I'm not sure if I should be thankful the quiet lasted this long, or upset that it didn't last longer.
In any case, things have been resolved, clothes and knapsacks cleaned up and life has gone quiet again for the time being (and in case you're reading this Spring [2]—they woke me up must mere moments before the alarm would have, and whatever fight they were having has long since been forgotten).