Heee! Band Camp!

Well, not actually band camp.  Just went to a major band concert for the schools.  All the elementary schools, the middle school and the high school.  It only lasted an hour, and Tadlet sat in the front row, showed off, talked a lot, and actually played his flute.  (I was really proud of him, in spite of the teasing.  My kid?  No stage fright WHATSOEVER.)  But he needs to NOT sit next to his friend during a concert, it's amazing they stopped talking long enough to play. 

But seriously, remember the end of "The Music Man"?  The part where the kids start playing and they're SO BAD and the parents are kvelling anyway?  Well, these kids were much, much better than that.  But we parents were still the same.  "THAT'S MY FRANKIE!  PLAY TO ME, FRANKIE!"

Next week, he has off: mid-winter break.  (I honestly think kids get more vacations than when I was a kid.)  But the band concert's over and I'd very much like him to continue playing music in school.  

I like band geeks.