There are moments throughout a day, sometimes too many moments, that E starts crying, screeching, WAILING, or just barking at the neighbors, and it is loud.
I'm sorry, LOUD!
As in, SO LOUD, it is an assault on anyone within earshot.
And sometimes, sometimes, M gets in on it. And they start trying to crawl up each other's butts and they pinch and snatch and push each other (awwww, siblings!♥) and the screaming just grows and grows into this crazy crescendo until I start YELLING AT EVERYBODY and the mail lady happens by to hear it all and I LOOK LIKE THE BAD GUY.