My Favorite Duet

Emmaline reminds me a lot of her Grandpa. They are both quiet but good natured, and love books more than anyone else I know.

At the cusp of 15, Emmaline struggled a bit in the way that many teenagers do. Who am I? Where am I going? Am I the only one who doesn’t have this all figured out? Her Grandpa had similar struggles as a teenager, and they both turned to music to calm their minds and help make sense of the world.

I am grateful for them, and for the way music ties them together. Emmaline can feel understood and valued without having to say a word, and when you’re 15 that’s pretty much as good as it gets.


A Musician’s Trip to the Post Office

The day started out innocently enough. I made breakfast, ran laundry, and paid a few bills then Emmaline and I hopped in the car to go to the post office.

You have to pass the music store to get to the post office. Well, I guess you don’t have to, but given the choice, wouldn’t everyone prefer to gaze through the windows of the music store? To drool over the glistening drum sets, trumpets, and banjos?

Sometimes, one just calls your name. She picked out a beaut!


Tuesday Tunes – Louis Armstrong

Today was busier than a typical Tuesday. Mr. TuckerMom was home, and we had appointments scheduled with the furnace inspector and the chimney sweep along with a lengthy to-do list as we prepared for house guests. Fortunately, Louis Armstrong was around to keep us company. You can’t help but play air trumpet along with Potato Head Blues and I stole a quick dance with my hubby during Stardust.

By the time What a Wonderful World rolled around, I actually thought it might be true.

Louis Armstrong (Photo from Wikipedia)