And a 1.... and a 2... and a 1, 2, 3!
This past weekend, I had the pleasure of my first legitimate jam session with my daughter. And while she enjoyed the guitar option, she really preferred Mr. Davey's drum kit. I think it's because the only guitar laying around was the old Washburn. At any rate, she kept tapping the sticks and saying, "And a one! A two! A one, two, three!" before tapping the cymbals.
Her rhythm needs work, but she's got moxy. And tons of heart. One of my favorite mornings this year.
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