Saving the Best for Last

At some point in early November, when asked what he wanted for Christmas, Dustin said in his best Eyore voice, "ahhh nothin', I don't need any gifts."  Well, that left some planning to do.  D teases Elizabeth and Michael for playing in the band so these two concocted a plan.  Elizabeth dug out her old flute from the attic, Michael dug out his old clarinet from his parent's house and they began practicing a duet as a gift to D.  Google provided prefect easy music for Michael every night to Connor's pleasure.  Elizabeth on the other hand found practice much harder with two babies and D around.  She claims her flute only makes one note, which we thought was all her but have since decided that all the pads have shrunk while in the attic and it really does only play one note.  AND then she conveniently forgot it on Christmas morning.  Never one to shirk his duty, when the presents were all opened, Michael told D he had one last gift.  He busted out the clarinet and played us several tunes.  We laughed, and sang along and Connor would raise one finger and declare "ONE MO!"  Well played Michael!  It was the best.