Extra-Momensory Perception (EMP) comes with the birth of a child, like a "free with purchase" offer. Like most moms, I can usually tell what my children are doing -- and whether or not they should be -- if they're in another room or even outside. When Sass and Spyder play together, they have the usual shouts and laughs that give me clues as to what's going on.
My EMP doesn't work on everyone though.
Sass has had her friend Olivia over to play today. Olivia is, er, high maintenance in a way that even Sass never has been. With Olivia, my EMP is completely shot. Olivia's happy shouts often resemble blood-curdling screams, sounds that make me drop whatever I'm doing and rush to see if an emergency room visit is in order.
So far, so good. But I'm going to keep rushing over just in case.