Remy is turning up everywhere these days. Why is it that babies love little, tight spaces? I caught Remy playing in my kitchen cupboard... and a couple minutes later, when she heard Saige practicing piano, she crawled over to her, and demanded to get up on the bench to practice with her (as she does everytime she hears Saige on the piano). We always get a kick out of watching Remy try to push Saige off the bench so she can have the piano all to herself. Maybe she will be a future musician?

Saige also cracked me up. You see, piano is not her "passion". She told me, on the day of her piano lesson, that she was having a wonderful day, until she had to go to piano, to which she said "piano is ruining my life!" Poor Saige, she suffers so greatly!