My Little Muso

We don't usually jam with our pants off, but when the music takes hold nothing can stop Beau.

The ukulele is his latest fixation. He calls it 'Sing' and carries it everywhere. Lately we've been having tears at bedtime because Mummy wont let 'Sing' into bed (who woulda thought?), much to Beau's dismay. We have to repeatedly kiss and cuddle 'Sing' and put it to bed on the chair. 

Something tells me we'll be investing in guitar lessons someday in the future. And singing lessons. And maybe blond tips, a hair straightener, lots of prod, ripped jeans and over-priced trainers. But given his dad is Tim it was probably inevitable anyway.