Music for the Bean

Because the Bean is so responsive to music, M. decided that it was about time she picked up the old guitar that she got second-hand in New York City and learned to actually play it. We got it spruced up at a local music store, and brought it home. So far, it hasn't elicited much reaction from the baby, but the cats are quite delighted with their new bed.

Oliver was the first to discover the joys of fuzzy guitar cases, and I only wish I could have captured video of her chasing her tail in this confined space:
Not to be outdone, of course, Luna had to have her time in the case, too.

Of course, it may be suggested that 5 months into a pregnancy is not the ideal time to try to re-learn an instrument that is meant to be held against the torso. Just a thought. So after all that, who's the one whose fingers are suddenly really sore, as she tries to remember back to guitar lessons in high school?

Yeah.