Dialog on the way into the music store:

Me: Don’t touch anything in here.

Them: Ok, mom

Me: Seriously, there are some very nice, very expensive pianos in here. Don’t touch them.

Them: Ok, mom

Me: We just need to get your piano books. It will take 2 seconds. Can you keep your hands off of stuff for 2 seconds?

Them: Yes, mom

Two seconds later: 

Loud, kazoo “music” heard.

Me: Jachin, what are you doing?!?

Jachin: (talking through the kazoo) What? I’m not touching it with my hands, just blowing on it with my mouth.

Me: (wondering how I could have overlooked the “mouth” thing during my hands-off speech; pointing to a sign stating “IF YOU BLOW ON IT, YOU BUY IT”)

Jachin: Yay! I get a kazoo!

 

At least he wasn’t blowing on a $400 trumpet.

 

ps- on a less-irritated note, their piano lessons are progressing well.

 

practice, practice

 

2 Comments »

  1. Ha! Leave it to a kid to find a loophole, those little geniuses.

    Comment by Leslie — July 18, 2007 @ 9:04 pm

  2. I love that kid! “Yea, I get a kazoo.” Freakin’ hilarious.

    Comment by Sam — July 19, 2007 @ 7:53 am

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