My husband has a calming, peaceful voice. I have always loved the rich, deep timbre and could listen to him for hours.
As I type this, having taken a rare moment to return to my beloved blog, I can't quite make out the words my husband is saying to our son during bath time. The closed door and the bathroom fan compete and drown him out.
What I can hear, in all its glory, is Turbo's part of the conversation.
At the top of his lungs: "NO! I'M NOT LISTENING!" about 6 times in a row.
Forgive the all caps, but the situation required it. :)
Really funny and I can picture it. Mr. L has a radio quality voice.
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