Paul free-styles the Alphabet Song

It's Jazz, baby. It's all Jazz. . .



I regret that I did not video capture the number immediately preceding this one - it was an ode to a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and full of "yeah!" and happy noises.

Lion's Playing the Piano

Two little lions playing the piano. Why? Cause why not.

(2/25/2012)

You might be a redneck. . .if your piano is up on cinder blocks!

Mommy wanted to decorate the front window for Halloween, while Joss played nicely on the rug with some toys. Mommy pushed the piano on it's casters over a few inches, like she's done every time she's decorated the window for the past few years. Only this time, the piano moved, but the piano leg did not. The leg screws ripped out, and the piano fell. . .thankfully onto the plastic toy storage drawer units!

Joss was quite almost a piano sammitch. Mommy panicked for a few minutes, moved Joss away from the piano, and called Shawn. . .who had her call the piano tuner, Doug Tybor. Who was on vacation, and didn't get the messages until after Daddy came home and propped the piano up with cinder blocks.

Mr. Tybor called us back as soon as he could, and told Daddy that he did the right thing. Once he returned from vacation, Mr. Tybor came over with his piano-jack, and repaired the piano leg.

Paul, by the way, is no longer permitted to play underneath the piano. There are, after all, two other legs which were not repaired. . .yet. . .

A man and his monkey-boy.

Practicing patriotic songs in advance of the parades.
Happy Memorial Day!

Paul, the Piano Man

Here are two videos - note the difference between the first, where Paul was unaware of being observed. . .

. . .and the second, where he's playing to an audience.

Our Performance Artist. . .

It's kind of a cross between Mozart and Tori Amos. . .


What's a performance with out an intermission?


Alas, the end is always the same, curtains. . .