

MP1 and I spent Friday evening with the 18 mo. old daughter of two musicians (both cellists, one of whom used to teach MP1). She is adorable, with a smile a mile wide. Dances to her own music(al toys) or to the sounds emanating from the teaching studio at the back of the house (in this case MP2 on the piano; he's taking a few lessons in an effort to place out of piano at UNT). Having known this couple for about a decade, it was loads of fun to see how much their daughter is *just* like them. Especially in personality, she is definitely her mother's daughter--so cute and happy and social. But she has her dad's twinkling eyes.
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