Mostly about music, today

A new day, a new week, much quieter and calmer. Relatively speaking, that is. When I told G. that we were going to practice violin this morning, he stood there looking at me for awhile. I thought, uh oh, there's gonna be some fireworks, but then he left the kitchen and went into the other room for a couple of minutes. I continued to make breakfast. He returned, with his bow in his hand, asking me to tighten it, because he was going to practice by himself. And, he did. Surprised mother, gleeful child, progress made, new dynamic.

In other violin related news, yesterday I decided to do something a little bizarre, and I put on a Doors cd, and played the violin with Jim Morrison singing "...this is the end..." etc etc. It sounded absolutely terrible, but that didn't affect my ability to get into it just for the sheer hell of it. All eleven trancey minutes of it. G. refused to participate, but watched me dancing around the living room having fun, and right after the crashing climax of the song (the only part that I blended right into) he goes over and pushes the pause button, and says "Mommy. I want to drive my car to the ocean."

OK, kid, um, sure, whatever, um, not NOW, though ok? And whatever made you think of that? He didn't know and neither do I. He's never said anything else like that before. So, dear readers, please vote: Did Jim tell him to say that? Jim has been credited with weirder things than that, no? And in that case, was Jim trying to stop the massacre of the song?

Things that make my brain hurt, yes, indeed.

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