Papa set a stool in the corner of the kitchen, and is currently seated there playing his accordian.

My tween-aged sister and her two tweeny friends are also in the kitchen, drinking orange juice, and providing Papa with a lively audience. Far from being “too cool” for old accordian tunes, they’re clapping and cheering after every song.

I think that’s sweet.

But like I said…I can be a bit sappy.