I swear that at night, when all is quiet, everything is so much louder. I do hear my son’s bed creak, so I always look out the door for his shadow. Also, I hear the phantom kids. I think I hear them talking/crying/coughing when I’m half asleep, but I don’t.
My son hears us, but he doesn’t always listen. He doesn’t have very good listening ears half the time.
Sorry that this post isn’t anymore profound. I didn’t know what else to write for “H”