The goose is dying.

Meaning, Lincoln has taken up the trumpet.

And Laura has taken up the flute. She was so excited the day we brought home her instrument.

But Lincoln was not. He did not want to play the trumpet. (It was not a video game, apparently.) He also didn't have a choice this time. Because one must be able to do other things beside play video games, right?

Then last night they both had their first lesson and on the way home Lincoln wanted to blow his trumpet. It was very loud in the car.

Then he came home and wanted to blow his trumpet before bed.

Then he woke up first thing and started blowing his trumpet until we told him to STOP!

Then before breakfast, then after breakfast, then right before it was time to load up in the van to go to school, I kept finding him breaking into his case...
...and blowing his trumpet.
I wish we could bottle up this enthusiasm now so when it wanes in a couple of months we can bring it back out again.