These little – well, not as little as the used to be – hands belong to a kid who’s only been taking piano lessons for one year. Why only one? Because he likes to write his own music and do his own thing, and until he was eight, he’d refused to let anyone...
My child learned to swim this summer. This might not be a terribly interesting statement, until you have a little more detail to go with it. My child is in third grade. My child struggled with a fear of putting his head underwater his entire life. Just asking my child...
I didn’t know what exactly I would write about this week until Dan came home with this piece of artwork from school yesterday. This would usually be a story about something I’ve shot, but today, this story is about his creation. Maybe it was the music....
