I vaguely remember my mom telling me once that she used to play the accordion when she was younger. And I distinctly remember me thinking that was odd. The boys and I went to the library this last week to listen to a guy play his accordion and I sat in amazement watching him make music with his fascinating instrument. I am not going to say he was cool…in fact he was quite dorky but as I sang and danced with the kids, I realized how cool and different he was for pursuing a different passion than most. Don’t worry mom, I bought the cd so we can reminisce soon about your days of accordion playing.
I love getting to see the different personalities my boys have. While we were at the library, Mr. Accordion man (who referred to himself as Uncle Mike), wanted us to sing and dance. Mcree was happy to show everyone his moves while Gress was happy to follow the instruction and sit and clap to the beat but not to do anything to draw attention to himself. I have to say I am more like Gress but slowly learning to just enjoy the moment and just have fun (no matter how silly I look).
Speaking of “Uncle Mike” (aka accordion man), I’m not sure I like my kids referring to him as uncle. Kind of gave me the heeeby jeeebies. Even if I did buy his cd at Gress’ request.
The Harrell household loves music. Today while we were eating at a restaurant, they were loudly playing some kind of techno music you hear in a teeny bopper’s clothing store (wow I just realize how old that made me sound). Gress was eating his lunch while weaving to the music. I have to say it was quite impressive. The kid has crazy rhythm.
And speaking of rhythm, (you might want to sit down for this), I have started practicing my guitar. How many years has this been waiting to happen….6+ years. THANK YOU Radford for not selling it like you threatened to many many times. I hope my daydreams of us as a family sitting around singing and playing music comes true. Although I do giggle every time I think about rad playing the harmonica.
But don’t worry Rad, I already think you are cool for so many other reasons….especially that you teach our kids how to build things. Boys and power tools just go together.
Boys and being outside go together too. Gress and Mcree love to hide and often you can go in a room and see a pile of blankets and pillows and know Mcree is somewhere under that mess, not moving a muscle. He loves to hide his eyes and count…one, one, one, one, one, one, ready or not…and then he goes looking saying nooooo when he doesn’t find you, then looking somewhere else and saying noooooo. It’s really cute and can be a really long game!