This is Maggie's ancient, mostly dead (but still slightly alive!) blog. Peruse the archives at your own risk; they contain more than a little teenage nonsense.
At my house, the rambunctious little boys drown out any crickets who might be attempting to chirp in the morning.
if i were the crickets i would stop making noise immediately. your wrath is fearful.
Pasto': What boys?Zeke: Ha. Riiiight.