The Clarinet Monologues
I shared Mikey’s first clarinet video with his music teacher and he liked it so much he asked Mikey when he was going to do the next one. Mikey said he didn’t know because “that last part” was pretty embarrassing. (That last part being my “I love you” to him.) He said he would gladly do one weekly if I kept the mom-stuff out of it. No “I love you,” “sweetheart,” or other terms of endearments allowed, and he retained the right to delete it if he thought he looked “too baby.”
Oh, 9 year olds. You are so very, very cute.
The thing I love most about Mikey is that he is the little engine that could. When he messes up–and he does so in this video repeatedly–he barely flinches and then keeps going. Towards the end he gets a little embarrassed, but I have to give him a pass on that since he was trying to show everyone a trick he taught himself but at that very moment couldn’t perform. (Isn’t that just typical?)
I love that he teaches himself tricks, too. He saw his teacher do it once and has been practicing it ever since. He goes beyond what is expected of him not because it will win him brownie points, but because he is intellectually curious. The notes he learned on the recorder he has transferred to the piano, the guitar, and now the clarinet. He’s a good kid. A little mouthy and with a short-term memory when it comes to chores, but a good kid.