Thursday, June 10, 2010

Musician

This morning at breakfast I asked Owen, "What type of instrument would you want to play?"

He thought...and thought...and thought...

Thinking towards the classics I suggested, "A violin, perhaps?"

I was there...seeing my boy with his white dress shirt, black pants, pint-sized violin, standing in "ready position" for the Twinkle recital. How adorable, right?!

And then he says, "No. I want to play the drums! Yeah!"

With that he runs off and bring back his guitar and microphone and puts on a breakfast show worthy of Lollapalooza for a good 15 minutes.

Adjusting expectations...another reminder that my child is his own, not mine.

2 comments:

r8chel said...

Ha! Maybe you could try telling him that lots of drummers probably started out playing the violin. You might not want to mention that they switched because they hated it. ;)

Jewel said...

Ha ha how funny! So true...they have a mind of their own!