Piano man

For a few months, the piano has been rather inaccessible. It felt a bit better this way, anyways, since the downstairs neighbor kept complaining about Olivier making too much noise. But they're moving. Ha! And frankly, he doesn't make that much noise. So when he asked for the piano, I said yes. Now he wants to go back to it, and it becomes clearer that I'll have to find him lessons!

Henri, meanwhile, is napping. I had to cut his nap short to go and pick up Oli from daycare, so he's catching up.