Can you hear me?

Years ago my husband was playing around with a new laptop.  He asked our middle child to say something so he could test out the microphone hookup.  Totally unprompted, our child said this:

One, two, three.

Testing one, two, three.

Can you hear me? (pause for two beats)

Can you hear me?

We were shocked.  Where did she come up with this?  She was approximately four years old at the time, yet she recited this off the top of her head with a killer rhythm.  Thank heavens my husband captured her impromptu rap and saved it in a wave file.  For years K's rap played when he powered up his laptop, and every time I heard it, I smiled.  : )

Today that phrase -- "can you hear me?" -- popped into my mind again.

My husband and I needed to run some errands.  I was ready to leave, but my husband decided to use the bathroom first.  I sorted through some coupons in the kitchen while I waited.   

When he came back to the kitchen he said, "What did you say?"  I told him I hadn't said anything.  Then I told him I thought it was odd that when I do say something, he never seems to hear me, but when I haven't said a word, he somehow thinks I am talking to him.  

He should have stopped there, but he dug himself a deeper hole.  

In total seriousness, he proceeded to tell me that what he thought was my voice must have been the squeak of the spring rod that holds the roll of toilet paper in place.  He actually said, "You know how it makes that 'screech screech screech' sound?"  

Really?  My voice sounds like the sound of the squeaky, screechy toilet paper roller? 

Counting to one, two, three . . . 

Can you hear me?