I do miss playing quartets. Although I have (quite willingly) completely changed my life's routine for this wee little bairn (now 15 lbs, 3oz and sitting up, charming everyone in sight with his beaming smile and blue eyes), I do miss my quartet. I haven't even gotten out to visit my fellow musicians, and I miss them, too. My first violinist is 92, now, if I'm not mistaken, and I worry at the time lost with her. My violist is in his eighties. I haven't managed to socialize with the cellist, either, though I've meant to so many times. I need to show off said wee bairn, and the way he plays with his musical bouquet of flowers (an amazingly cute toy, smiling flower heads that each play a note) and the way he laughs when I sing to him. I need him to meet these wonderful people, and to let the music soak into him while he's still willing to pay attention to it!