The Christmas Present

I'm feeling a little like Homer Simpson in the episode where he buys Marge a bowling ball, drilled for his own finger size, for her birthday. Why? Because tomorrow morning, a piano mover will arrive with my five year-olds' main Christmas present: a Baldwin Hamilton studio piano, which I was fortunate enough to score at Deseret Industries this week for a mere $75. I'm so excited I just had to share. I don't play piano, so I guess the girls and I will all learn. Hope the neighbors don't mind. I found some guy on Youtube who plays a broad repertoir of Christian hymns on his. This, for all you heathens who don't already know, is "Twas a Glad Day When Jesus Found Me." Maybe I'll learn that one first. It's kinda catchy.