Here are a few recent pictures from the last week or so. When did Connor get so cool? Oh that's right, he was born that cool. He just gets cooler everyday.
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We enjoy this kid more everyday. He has quicly become our best friend. We are now like a triangle.
I've been spending huge amounts of time playing guitar to him. He sits in the swing and I play him Bach, Tarrega, Mozart. Lots of old German and Spanish composers. He appreciates it because he knows they wrote the best music. It's the truth. Oh, AND he is my BEST audience. If I play a bad note he just smiles anyway... What more could I even ask for?
I'm sure music was genetically imprinted on his DNA. But just in case, Becca and I are making sure to imprint it a little bit more. Like pushing a stamp down extra hard. Extra ink.
Becca straps him to her chest and lets him hit keys on the piano. The first note he played was a D, one step up from middle C. Maybe he loves the key of D. Good choice son, good choice.
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