Musica en la Mañana

So I figured I'd better blog about this before it was a week old. Nothing like procrastination. Last Saturday Joaquin and Daddy continued their normal Saturday tradition of lingering over breakfast. Daniel decided he needed some musical inspiration so he put on some Harry Connick Jr. Joaquin loved it, especially the vaguely ragtime inspired pieces. They were jamming out so Daniel decided to pull out his trumpet. This turned out to be quite the hit. Joaquin enjoyed Daddy's improv and then demanded that he be allowed to play. He also wanted to try all the mutes (combining music with his true love - anything vaguely mechanical). Turns out he can sort of make a sound, after Daniel explained that he needed to make his elephant noise into the mouthpiece. He was only slightly discouraged by the difficulty and kept trying for quite a while. As an old band geek I was very amused to see Joaquin get the same red ring above his upper lip that all the brass players used to get after a rehearsal. Of course once we got started playing with Daddy's instruments we couldn't stop with just the trumpet. We had to bring out the cymbals. This was cute, but once you add drumsticks to the cymbals Mommy's loudness threshold was definitely full. But it was a really cute moment. Joaquin has been very into classical music lately (seriously, he asks for 'mommy music' in the car. Translation: the classical music station) so this is just one more step on the geekness meter. Harry Connick Jr doesn't up his street cred very much. Poor baby.