(We're now talking about anything but the weather here. Even Thomas, when he came up this morning, looked out the window, commented on the fact that it looks a little more spring-like today, and cautioned me against blogging it...)
Tomorrow is THE BIG DAY.
Well, another big day.
It's festival day!
Micah's big trumpet solo, which I still haven't heard.
Last night he asked if he could stay home from school on Tuesday morning so we can practice.
I said probably not, and reminded him that I've been nagging him to bring his trumpet home for a month so we can start to practice together.
I hope he's put in as much alone practice over at the school as I have here with the piano. If he has, he stands a chance!
If it is as I suspect... then one morning off school won't help him too much anyway.
And besides. I was going to make cupcakes for the Staff snack in the afternoon.
Have I ever mentioned that I hate the Music Festival?
(Just competing in it. If YOU love to play, by all means go ahead! I can come listen. I just hate to compete. Even if it's as the anonymous accompanist.)
So, now I'm looking forward to Wednesday.