Might I kvell a bit?
Back in January, the girlie wrote out her New Year's resolutions. There were only three: learn to ride a "hourse", learn to sing better, form a band. Being indulgent parents who needed to find things to keep her occupied during the summer, we sent her to horseback riding camp for a week, and signed her up for a week of rock and roll camp at a music school in town. All resolutions accounted for!
For the first day of rock star camp, she was to bring in a list of five favorite songs; she picked six:
- Respect / Aretha Franklin
- Bad Romance / Lady Gaga
- Girls In Their Summer Clothes / Bruce Springsteen
- Back In The USSR / The Beatles
- Friend of the Devil / Grateful Dead
- While My Guitar Gently Weeps / The Beatles
I love this list. I think we're bringing her up right.
Unfortunately, the poor chicken broke her arm on Saturday, ice skating. Yes, ice skating in August. It's a pretty minor break, and she's only in the cast until just after Labor Day, but still. She was a real trooper about it. Also, I'm really glad she didn't fall off a horse last week, because that might not have been such a minor little break. And, her "instrument" for rock star camp is voice, which is also good, 'cause I think she'd have a hard time learning guitar, drums or piano with that cast on her right arm. I'm sure she'll have no trouble wielding a microphone.