So the other night I was putting Boy Child to bed. He sits up and very seriously asks if we could talk about something.
Of course, I say. He started with the premise that it will be rather expensive. So my interest was spiked.
He has decided that he wants to learn to play the bagpipes. He tells me that they can be quite complicated. He wanted me to learn to play with him, but he thought it might be better if he just learned and then he could teach me. He thought it would be easier on me that way. Too funny!