Nora has been with her grandparents all week, and I may have spent some of my glorious childless free time looking at pictures of her on my computer. What can I say? I miss the kid. In my browsing, I found some photos from last September, when Nora was 18 months old and freshly bipedal, of her playing an “instrument” that my mother refers to, onomatopoeically, as a “doo doo tube”. Apparently this term is not widespread, as a Google search turns up a range of unpleasant things. Anyway, the photos are pretty cute, so I thought I’d share them.
Doo doo doooooooo doo dooo!
Doo dooooo doooo doo doo dooooooo!
She’s really feeling the jazz!