I’m With The Band…Indefinitely
My eldest found a love for the marching band and is entering her fourth year as a member.
She in turn has infected my youngest. I joke. I can’t blame her.
It’s her mother’s fault.
This week is marching band tryouts. He is the only fifth grader invited to tryouts. Do you see that face?
Now don’t get me wrong, he’s basically a happy kid. He’s shielded somewhat from what the world really is right now. We’re trying to shield him from it as much as possible.
But that face there is pure joy. I saw it on his sisters face when she found her place with the band.
It has been so good for her. That sense of belonging has given her confidence. It has also given her a sense of responsibility and a group to be loyal to outside of family.
And now he joins this group.
Like I posted on IG:
This week works out favorable and I’m s̶t̶u̶c̶k̶ happy to enjoy another six years as a band parent. #northcentralsilverknights
Tryouts aren’t over.
That’s it. That’s the post.