Another school year is underway, and this time we have a fifth grader and a second grader. For little b, that means more independence, stronger friendships, and the confidence that comes from being comfortable in a classroom. For Big B, he’s leveled up with changing classes, navigating the fifth grade hallways, and expanded elective class options. He was excited to select band.
For us parents, it’s a milestone we remember fondly. I started band in sixth grade as a flute player and switched to oboe a year later, eventually landing a spot in the symphonic band as a high school freshman. Drew also found his place in band, playing baritone and percussion, leading to his role as Drum Major senior year. We didn’t know each other and we were a thousand miles apart, but had we attended the same school, we would’ve been friends.
Big B chose the trombone. We picked up his instrument at the band instrument day a few Saturdays ago, and had the pleasure of meeting his band teacher. He’s a UCF grad like Drew, so we know it’s a sign that Big B is in the right place.
And when I say he’s in the right place, I mean we haven’t seen him this excited about anything since he first picked up a guitar. He’s still taking guitar lessons on the weekends and preparing for an upcoming show, but the day he got his trombone he took it along to family dinner to show his cousins, and the next morning we awoke to the honks of a new trombone player serenading us at 7am.
He happily totes his trombone to school every day, even though the case is nearly as long as he is tall. He talks about band every night. It’s so fun to see such enthusiasm in his eyes.
And just as he couldn’t wait for breakfast before practicing his new skills, I can’t wait to see him continue to try new things, and find his passion.
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