And So Begins the Terrible Twos

Happy Birthday Elliot!

Okay, it’s now official. I have a two-year-old. He even says his own age now. I’m told that the terrible-twos are nothing compared to what’s in store as children get older. Thanks for the encouragement everyone!

The boy has taken an interest in the acoustic guitar when I bring it out to do some strumming along with the Robyn Hitchcock DVD. Naturally, I bought him a soprano ukulele so we could jam (he also air drums to Wilco). I foolishly attempted to tune the “instrument” which in turn caused the bridge to pop clean off the body. Nothing that some crazy glue couldn’t fix. The main attraction turned out to be an Ikea wooden train set given to him by his great auntie and great grandparents (that’s why they’re so great!) which kept him occupied for hours.

Now that the birthday has come and gone, it’s time to start with the Christmas crap with less than a week to go.


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