Connie's guest musician

This week at Connie's Izzie, myself and the rest of the girls were treated to a guest musician. Our sense of music right now is limited to what comes out of the CD player and from time to time, our Dora DVD player in the game room. Known only to us as Uncle Joel, he was a master on the drums, so as you can imagine we watched with rapt attention.

Izzie was already so impressed with his musical prowess that she almost fell down when he picked up his harmonica. It was impossible to distract her from the music that was coming from that little instrument. I'm sure that if she was given the opportunity, she would have went on tour with Uncle Joel and left us at home alone with papa's sorry attempts to play our little piano in the playroom. Maybe, if papa grew out his hair just a little bit that would bolster his ability to carry a beat?

Just to prove that she wouldn't be a liability on the road, Izzie then too over the drums to show that she had skills too. We were all so very proud of little Izzie this week, now if only she can channel that same amount of energy into helping me clean up my bedroom, we'd all be much better off.