yee-haw

Violet's favorite instrument is now the BANJO. The banjo. Makes for some very festive ho-downs round these parts. We went through 3 toll booths the other day blasting "I'll Fly Away" a la Oh Brother, Where Art Thou. The first thing you get over as a parent (other than an aversion to other people's bodily fluids) is the tendency to be mortified. As I would have been, had I not had children. In fact, you can use the children as tiny scapegoats for guilty pleasures in music choices.