Sunday, May 31, 2009
Sing, Sing Out Loud, Sing It Proud
Here I'm fronting for my band, which is made up of my classmates. (Never mind the grandstander in the shades.) Kalea's to immediate right, and Serena's to my left.
Now that I am five years old--a whole hand, as it were--I see the world in a different light. Sometimes, it's the nightlight as I try to read in bed long past my bedtime, in clear defiance of my parents. Sometimes it's the light from the oven, as it cooks my delicious chicken nuggets. Sometimes it's the light coming from my new Star Wars Clone Turbo Tank; how does one brush his teeth without the accompaniment of a Clone Turbo Tank?
3 comments:
Duuuude! Rock ON!
xoxo
auntie lis.
Good Job!! You really know how to handle the guitar! Sing loud! Love you. Grammie
He looked to be the only one holding the guitar correctly! Nice.
I'd like to see a live rendition please.
love, Kelley
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