Tuning Out

My husband can tune anything out. I'm convinced that an atom bomb can go off in our back yard and, if his mind is elsewhere, he will not notice. This morning we were on our way to work and our son was crying in the back. Not only did he not hear him, he also did not hear my repeated asking, "Do you know where his cup is?" I literally asked this three times. It's not like we drive an enormous car and I was whispering from the back seat. We drive a Honda Civic! How do you get this special ability? I want it!