If I blog every day after music lessons with WonderGirl, this here blog will get boring. So I will resist the urge to gush about how fabulous she sounded today on Jingle Bells, singing for a project of mine and how nicely she is sitting at the piano, practicing by herself.
This makes up for earlier when the Dude hopefully came up to me and said "May... I.... please... have... cookie!" - and when I sweetly told him how proud I was for using his words but the house has no cookies in it right now, he flopped on the floor and screamed for a good 5 minutes. Don't you just love when they finally communicate but can't understand you? Le sigh.
That's all I've got for today, folks. Let's keep those prayers for Michael coming!!!