Look -- something shiny!
In the hopes of distracting you from realizing how neglectful I've been of this blog ... oh, darn! It's too late, you say? Eh. Great. Oh well. I can't even call this a reward for reading so faithfully. So this isn't a distraction, and it's not a reward. But it's something.
Please excuse my messy office and stupid voice.
Please excuse my messy office and stupid voice.
Labels: Fly, music, The Husbland
posted by Damselfly at 10:32 PM
14 Comments:
It's something very sweet. Watch out ladies, another guitar player!
hehehe! Fly's gettin his groove on quite admirably.
he is a little rock star :)
So cute! I like your voice - you sound friendly! ;-) Nobody sounds good to themselves. At least, I don't.
He's totally a natural!
Look at him! He's a natural!
Rock on...
He totally rocked it!
He's a future rockstar, you know. Look out, ladies!
You know that baby is getting getting their groove on listening to big bro's tunes. I'm sure big bro will enjoy his job of entertaining the new little one*!*
"EXCELLENT!" The kid's got talent. :-)
Your office is immaculate compared to mine and I don't think you have a stupid voice. And my kids were absolutely riveted to all 1:09 of it! In fact they asked to watch it again.
As one who has been rather neglectful of my blog also - I thought it a clever ruse!
And I think the little man and I are cousins 12 times removed or something because I too play the bass.
It is funny how quickly kids start to love music. BTW, you've been much better at keeping up your blog than I have been with mine. It isn't always easy.
I wanna hear JP yell out, "ROCK OF AGES!" while he's doing that.
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