Daughter, from the other room: uuuurrrrrhhhhhhha?
Me: I can't hear you!
Daughter, from the other room: UuuurrrrrhhhhhhhA!
Me: I still can't hear you. There are three appliances running in here. If you want to talk to me, come here to do it!
[Five minutes later... high pitched, continuous hum from the other room.]
Me: Is that you making that noise?
Daughter. Oh. So you CAN hear me.
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