Music or Noise?

They say that it is inevitable. Every girl will eventually turn into her mother. In my case, that's not so bad--my mother is wonderful--but it is still bizarre when I say, or do, or think something, and realize it is just what my mom used to say or do. This is not a rare occurrence, but one recent example really shocked me. I caught myself driving in the car alone, with the radio off! I couldn't believe it. I was not terribly surprised when some of the music I used to love started sounding too noisy occasionally--I still like it sometimes, but add crazy 4 and 5 year olds to the background, and it's a little much--but I couldn't believe I had progressed to the point of preferring silence. I remember my mom turning the radio off. (She still does.) I didn't understand... we were listening to music that she liked--or didn't mind, anyway--why would she want it off? 'Sometimes it's nice to just be quiet.' Who knew someday I would agree? ;)