Tuesday, February 16, 2010
There are few things in the world that are as much of a joy and comfort to me than sitting and listening to my dad play the guitar and sing. Having him here, along with his best friend of more than 30 years, Vincent (also the father of two of my closest friends), brings back memories of the feeling of falling asleep listening to their music. Or sitting around a fire watching them play with a whole group of people singing and playing. Watching Noah sit mesmerized by it is exciting. I'm so grateful that he gets the chance to sit and listen.
Plus, here is a sneak preview of what we're doing around here this week...