Speaking of kids, last night was band recital night for Oldest Daughter. She has made it up to second clarinet, third position, which my wife tells me is fair-to-middlin', but in my thinking is next to stupendous given her absolute lack of practice outside of band period at school and the fact that she resents the fact that her teacher expects her to practice outside of band period at school. The quintessential "mean old teacher" she is. I like her--she's good and fair and doesn't take any guff off the kids, which is a challenge as anyone who has ever taught 5th to 7th graders before knows. The concert was very nice, and there were no clinkers in there. Good job all around.

Boy always likes going to her concerts because one the little girls in his class has a big brother in band. Jonathan went to go find her after the concert and she ran up to him and jumped up and nearly broke his head off giving him a hug. "Helloooo, Pogo Stick!" She had to be pried off of him. I remember if something like that had happened to me in front of a bunch of people when I was eight, I would have been mortified. He liked it! Way, way too much.

And I thought I was going to have to worry about my girls...
posted by Terry at 4:55:00 PM