Thanks Grandma!

 

Grandma Greta bestowed upon us an accordion . . . we hope to send this with her someday when she takes her grandchildren on a long, tedious car trip. It is the first thing to pop out when ever the rock and roll music (as Bryce calls it) comes on. In this instance it was Jars of Clay, it was early in the morning, and I was trying really hard not to go back to bed--and need you ever to know: an accordion surely does wake one up.