I've been lucky to have Erin at home with me most of this week. We play with her toys, 'read' books (eat them), listen to music, and bundle up for chilly walks with the dogs. Erin's got the hang of her jump-up, she bounces and squeals and spins around. Duncan doesn't know what to make of it. Fran has left the university hospital for the friendlier children's hospital, but unfortunately call still comes every 4th night. I start a week of overnights this Sunday. Grandma lent us her bottles of bubbles, and they were a hit! Erin likes to watch Duncan pop them with his mouth. Good times.
Erin used to only be interested in the extra length of uke strings near the tuning pegs, but now she isn't content unless she can play with the whole thing. I like the second picture, maybe she'll be a cellist!