Two Drummers Drumming

Earlier this morning, I was hating on early morning Seminary for being especially sucky the week after Daylight Saving Time begins. So I posted this with the caption "SHUT UP CAT STEVENS":


Because Morning Has Broken.... My WILL TO LIVE.

On the way home from taking Carter and Tyson to school, I heard this lovely ditty on the classical radio station (they're having their fundraising thing and are trotting out the really good stuff):

...and I thought of the lyrics my family and I made up to go with the music:

Do some digging, punch a guy
Do some flying, punch another guy
Do some digging, punch a guy,
And there's digging and flying and punching and shooting...

And now that's stuck in your head. You're welcome.

Then: Spring Concert tonight!

No, Tyson is not holding carrot sticks

Our boys did a wonderful job playing for not only their band, but also for Honor Band, which they were asked to join earlier this year. They've been attending extra practices on Monday mornings and some Thursday mornings. They rocked it last night! Way to go boys!

Afterward, we met with Tyson's family and went to the Dairy Queen on MacArthur Boulevard (which is not frightening in the dark). I had a mini Blizzard of the grasshopper pie variety.