Beethoven is rolling in his grave...

Yesterday was a rainy summer Sunday. We spent the day at home doing chores, reading and listening to music. Zach was a bit stir crazy, running around the house playing "pretend superheroes".

At one point I was sitting in the living room listening to a Beethoven piano sonata when Zach flew through the room chasing an imaginary villan. He made it about half way across the room when he stopped dead in his tracks, silent for a moment. "Hey," he said matter-of-factly before resuming his pursuit, "This is Panera music!"