I almost forgot how to log in and make a post here. Bad, I know.
Long story short: we moved in, found a flea problem and between that and my grad school classes it doesn’t look like much is being accomplished around the house.
Latest update: I haven’t seen any fleas in about a week.
Here is some food for thought/advice: it’s really hard to find a cello teacher. It’s kind of a pain to transport a cello because it takes up a seat. Cellos cost more money. If you want easy logistics, play violin. They teach violin lessons at the boys’ school, but only a beginners class. PJ isn’t quite ready for that, plus he needs attachments. ET is beyond that, cellowise. So luckily the teacher who handles the year 2 class was willing to take on a cello. This means that the violins in the class need to play in a different key to accommodate him, which is tolerable I suppose. It’s a small class, there are 5 violins…and then Elliott. Luckily he fits in ability-wise, though until last week he was the only boy. The new boy had never seen a cello and was very impressed, so I think Elli is enjoying his “special” status.