Today was brought to you by the art of wailing. We blasted right through whining and turned the sirens up to full yell.
During the putting the toys away phase, I was accused of breaking my child's heart. Probably I did it on purpose. Probably I am a bad guy. Oh the tears!
So, I took a nap.
But, I checked in here to tell you that Laine started his violin lessons! Mama is so proud. He came to his lesson dressed appropriately in a bathing suit, work out shirt, and super hero mask. Claire didn't bat an eye. He came bouncing down the stairs and announced he was suuuuuper fassssst then capered around a bit all knees and elbows. Then he announced that his violin was squeaky. He is not wrong.
This week we get to practice holding the bow.
I am going to take pictures.
We might have to take several.
Provided we are not all in tears.