konceptjones
The one between three and three.
You know what parenting is? Going to a middle school strings recital knowing they sound like two drunk cats fighting in an alleyway, but still being able to smile and clap as if your ears aren't bleeding.
Bruuuuuuuuuuh!!!
School district when we were in AZ actually had music classes and the oldest daughter took up the clarinet. She had a recital with the rest of the class when she was in the 8th grade. They had woodwind, brass, strings, and percussion.
... That whole shit sounded like a pack of dying elephants. And I got it all on film too. The camcorder is in storage right now. When I finally go back and get it, I'mma digitize that shit and upload it to my family Facebook page.
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