| So Naomi's in fourth grade today and she gets to be in the band. We went to rent her instrument, were told to ask for some thing (I don't even remember the terminology), turns out it was a huge metal xylophone, drum pads and sticks. Naomi is rather a small fourth grader and the whole thing is almost as big as she is."Naomi," I said, "wouldn't a flute have been lighter?""I don't want a flute. I want this. Besides, I can't blow."[em]confused[/em] OK whatever.So she practices every night and every Thursday she has to take it to school. Cary often helps her with it since he's bigger than she is.Today Cary and Dearra and I were already in the car and Naomi came out the door struggling with a backpack and jacket and shoes and the xylophone. So Dearra stuck her head out the car door and yelled, "FLUTE"...[em]lol[/em]So when I got to the school and dropped the twins off, I asked Cary to please help Naomi with her flute. I don't think we're ever going to call it a xylophone again. |
