Elliot & the music stand

 
 Today, Elliot and I went down to Wigmore Hall for the second of their baby chamber music concerts. The first half featured a flute soloist who managed not to play any Fauré (incredible!) and had beautiful full tone – none of that breathy anemic stuff I can't stand. It was a pleasure to listen to. I felt motivated to practise when I got home. I set Elliot up with some toys at my feet, however, the best toy is the one he can't have, in this case my music stand. In the photo above, he is just about to start chewing on the leg. I tried sitting him up next to it, but he just dragged it over and kept shaking it, making playing music at the same time a bit of a challenge.

Thirty seconds after this photo was taken he tipped over backwards, taking my lightweight music stand with him. No damage done except a bonk on the nose and some dented pride, but there were some tears and whimpering nonetheless. No more practising after that though!