My niece is learning how to play the trumpet. This week my sister lamented on Facebook that there should be a special place in heaven for parents of trumpet players. And while I can sympathize with her for about 3 1/2 seconds, my first thoughts were “Trumpet?? Trumpet??” (similar to the end of the commercial video below — “Playoffs?? Playoffs??”)

My response to her was:

“Trumpets?? Trumpets?? Is that all you got? Your nephew has been playing the drums for over a year and it’s just now getting to be tolerable. And I’m just thankful he didn’t choose the bagpipes.

Things can ALWAYS be worse.”

…..Dan at aslowerpace dot net

One Comment

  1. Jill says:

    The most I’m willing to concede is a draw. Trumpets are screechingly LOUD. Just ask my neighbors. At least you have a basement.