I do not know how I forget about this with each child passing through 4th grade.
I forgot again this year, until I heard it.
That squeaky-high-pitched-dog-bark-inducing sound of “Hot Cross Buns” on the recorder. Yep, it’s that time of year where the kids have to practice. Every. Single. Day. With this being my last of 4 girls to be in 4th grade, it is a relief to know I will not have to buy anymore recorders. I couldn’t even begin to count the number of lost and broken recorders that required a new purchase.
With that being said, I do enjoy my girls learning how to read music and being interested in playing an instrument. Soon enough, this too will be another memory of things my girls did but won’t do anymore.
Kind of sad, really.