Suddenly our days have become colder and much, much shorter. The boys and I are shifting from playing outside for hours after school to barely having a half an hour of light and warmth before the sun sets. With this shift we have rediscovered the power of music. In hopes of keeping the television off we have come to rely on music to keep us happy (and sane!) during the long winter months. There is a universal joy when the music is loud and Henry and Jack are strumming their guitars or practicing their break dancing moves. It has been amazing to hear Henry say during a song, "Mama, I hear piano." Or, "Mama, there's the guitar." Their Rizzo genes are full of musical talent and this is something I am grateful for every day!
Maybe you can paint the family wagon in psychadelic colors and take the Rizzo family band on the road. Henry certainly has a leg up on the one-man band! They would make a killing in the NYC subways. xoxo A
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