Those of you with children know all too well about the preparation involved to get the house and rooms ready. We are no different. Our preparation is starting to ramp up, which means we have to find other places to put stuff. A lot of this was addressed when we had one of those pull-down stairway things installed to access our attic. Previously, we could only access the attic through a small hole that people like Nicole Richie could get through, but not the average human and you certainly couldn’t fit much through the small access hole. Now that we have the pull down, we have a lot of space up there to utilize, and utilize we will.

Thankfully, we’ve gotten rid of some old furniture as well, donating to a local good-will type place. It doesn’t have to ALL be work, though. Much like the babies themselves, we have to stop now and then and try to enjoy things. That said, I’ve been practicing some old standards on the guitar. Things like “Plop Plop, Fizz Fizz, Oh What A Relief It Is!” Okay, I’m kidding about that one. So far I’ve learned how to play “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” and “Old McDonald.” These are, by no means, difficult to learn. But I figure that any weapon I can utilize to keep their rapt attention or get them to sleep is a benefit for all of us. Aside from the fact that it makes me feel a little like Mr. Rogers, it’s still a good thing to have in my back pocket. My friend Dan occasionally employs use of a ukulele with his 1 year-old son. Does that work ok, Dan-o? Maybe I’ll get one, or pick up a banjo – something I’ve always wanted to learn how to play.