Fourth of July. We got there too late for the horse races, but in time for the brass band. Angus was over the moon for the musicians. He went right up to the front row and stood directly behind the conductor and led the band, clueless to the fact that his position meant that he was being broadcast onto the large closed-circuit screen for the whole stadium to see. That kid loves to see himself on screen, so he'd be pretty bummed to know he'd missed that. Angus was especially fond of this one clarinet player, and stood right in front of him, staring into his face and nearly making him laugh several times. At the show's end, one of the band members pointed out that we have a future band nerd on our hands. Obviously. The fireworks were eeh, but they weren't too loud so Angus and Noah weren't afraid of them, which is what I was really worried about. It was a happy Fourth of July.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
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