quinn was told, there is only room for 3 bass guitarists in 6th grade band. 4 children wanted to play. names were drawn, quinn + his best bester both drew bass guitar along with a girl. so i have ONE happy 11 yr old. and of course quinn + his bff have been planning the demise of the Jonas Brothers ever since band class on wednesday.

a bass guitar comes with an AMPLIFIER! wtf! so while this isn't quinn's actual setup, we go on saturday to the music store to get it all, (and of course i will post pics of his proud little face as we select his guitar, amp etc) i find myself staring at this picture...trying to absorb it all. envisioning the noise that is home practice requirement wafting from the basement. trying to love the pending noise, proud that he wants to learn music.
hey, have you met my son quinn? he's a rockstar. he bought me a boat & we're going to the grammys. omg, what am i going to wear?
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