Tomorrow is Jake’s first day of band! Last fall he started taking trumpet lessons through school and clearly he inherited his father’s music gene because he’s really good. He even enjoys practicing and usually does it without having to be reminded. But band is a whole new level.
Now he’ll need to bring his trumpet twice a week for two band practices plus his music lesson. At least he has a good instrument. We purchased a trumpet for Christmas (after having repeated problems with the rental) and it just sounds so much better.
Nevertheless, he’s psyched about it and so am I. I often kick myself for quitting the clarinet. I can’t sing to save my life, but I was all right with the woodwind. (I just hated going to band at the high school so early in the morning — so at least since Jake’s is during the school day and at his school, I think we’ll be OK.)