About a month ago Kenley came home from school thrilled, excited and energetic. She had just tried something new and was in love with it. "Please can I bring it home," she said. "I love it and want to bring it home." (Begging, pleading and such.) I thought she had enough on her plate and said, "NO". (A BIG NO). A few days later I was at school and her music teacher said all the right things and she ended up bringing it home. "Ok, you can bring it home, but you're only going to play with it when everything else is done: your homework, piano practice, room tidy," etc... I was concerned that this thing would be too noisy, I mean they are noisy. Luckily, this thing didn't come with the necessary equipment to make it noisy. Until the last day of school before Christmas break when she called me, "Mom, can you come and pick me up I've got a heavy thing," she said. "How big and heavy is it?" I said. I picked her up.
AN AMPLIFIER!!
We now have a bass player in the family.
The boys think Kenley's "Rock Guitar" is pretty cool.
I don't know many girl bass players and I suppose she can play at weddings
and funerals on the weekends to put herself through college.
