We live just a couple of blocks from a high school. Starting in July, we hear the marching band practicing almost every afternoon. B is intrigued by all things related to music, and asks about the band all the time. We've gone over to watch them practice on the football field a couple times, and followed them as they marched up and down the streets around the high school. We even went to a parade where they marched. Apparently B was quite impressed by all this, and talked to his grandparents about it quite a bit over the weekend. My mom reported the following exchange:
B: Grandma, I love the marching band! I've even seen them in a parade!
Grandma: Oh yeah? Do you think they sound pretty good?
[moment of silence as B gives this serious consideration]
B: Well, they sound better than coyotes.
My mom thinks I should send the high school marching band's director a note about this critique. I think it would be cruel. Funny, but cruel.
2 comments:
LOL... awesome that he gave it some thought!
And if the director has a sense of humor, that quote could end up on the band room wall!
That is a fabulous critique!
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