Yesterday we took a day trip to see Jason's family. The sole intention was for Jason to spend some time with his grandfather, who's in his 80's and whose health is quickly failing. Jason did get to spend some time with him, and he was amused by Veronica, of course.

After that we went to Anne and Ben's house so Veronica could play with Zane. And that's where this post originates from, as they discovered musical instruments. I don't know what number Excedrin headache would result from Zane on harmonica, Veronica on kazoo, and me and Anne on the drums. The kids just ran laps around the downstairs, blowing into those instruments as hard as they could. Anne was amazed they had any breath left. I'm amazed we had any hearing left.

They're now talking about visiting our home soon, so Veronica and Zane can play at our house. I would love that. As it stands now, it's so sad once we get home and Veronica starts crying, "I wanna see Zane!" At least, I don't know, we'll already be home when it happens next.

Some more memories and musings later, perhaps tomorrow.