We still use a monitor for our kids' room even though they aren't babies. Our house is pretty soundproof with the doors closed, so, without it, we might not hear them when they (occasionally) fall out of bed, vomit, or wake with a fever. The upside of this monitor is that we get to eavesdrop when they wake up in the morning. Here is a snippet from today:
Girl: "Brother, are you awake?" [In reality, she used his actual name, of course. But for the sake of anonymity, I'll proceed with this Berenstein Bears type of allegorical language. In the future, I should probably just use their nicknames: Schmoo and Roo.]
Girl: "Brrooottheeerrr, are you awake?"
Girl: "Brrroooootttthhhhherrr! Are you awake?"
Boy (sleepily): Yesterday was a big day. I'm tired.
Girl: [Gasp!] You retired?! That's so great! Congratulations, brother.
Girl: "Congratulations! You retired! I'm retired, too. It's great to be retired."
This little vignette was, I'm sure, prompted by our recent discussions of my step-father's retirement last week and by, I'm sure, listening to my husband and I talk about how great it would be to be retired.