We're all a little Nutty

Sam's journey as a budding jazz pianist has been long with lots of things to learn and lots of courage to take. I love listening to her practice and thoroughly enjoyed her recent recital because her relaxing music was added upon with a bass and some percussion.  I keep telling her she should charge $50 to play at someone's wedding reception, but apparently there isn't enough confidence to believe that people would enjoy it like I do.  Here's a video of one of her pieces, performed in the depths of the HFAC:

We have recently passed another parenting milestone in the category of things that no one can truly prepare you for.  First, there's potty training.  Done with that for this generation.  Then there's tying shoes.  Check.  (Though not as early as we should have.)  And now, today...riding a bike.  One of those hard to learn things that we berate ourselves for if our kids haven't learned by a certain age.  And one of those things that there isn't one right or wrong way to do...you just have to jump in and not turn back. And so, we must be getting old.  Because now all of our kids know how.  And we only have easy stuff to deal with from here on out...like learning to drive 4 more times; dating; choosing a university to attend; choosing a spouse; getting along with in-laws; and the list goes on. Today's bike riding lesson was a piece of cake.  He got it on the first try and never looked back.  So, I guess it's like potty trainin...