We went to an amazing cello and piano concert. (We were about 6 feet from the cellist.) I don’t know why pH wasn’t as teary as I was at a Bach Cello Suite…after all, she was born to one.*


Apparently you can take a kid out of a clerical family, but it seems they’ll always be comfortable in the chancel. (Luckily this was after the concert, and no, I didn’t tell her to pose!)

*I chucked my uptempo, angry goth “labor and delivery” playlist pretty quickly in favor of the cello suites.