more ukelele madness

 It went well, I didn't make too many mistakes, and all was fine - but Gracie clearly didn't like that I was there and she had to share me.  She was very well-behaved, sat in her seat, was quiet and everything, but she had this upset look on her face, and when I got done, she came over, climbed into my arms, and cried.  It was sweet and tore me up at the same time.  She also get jealous of the ukelele at home - I mostly practise when she's at school, but sometimes I do when she'd home and she doesn't like that, plus she wants to play with it and I won't let her.  I'm going to get her her own - a pink one.