tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post4860056180970122740..comments2024-03-17T00:31:57.558-04:00Comments on Unremarkable Files: Once Upon a Recorder, Some Parents Lost Their MindsJenny Evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06320766378823015885noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-18604904416223154842017-01-21T21:21:04.993-05:002017-01-21T21:21:04.993-05:00Oh you poor, poor parents! There should be a law ...Oh you poor, poor parents! There should be a law against those instruments of satan!<br />"Possessed teakettle" is also an apt description!PurpleSlobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13323141115018411511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-76296730671376563362016-04-19T17:38:32.298-04:002016-04-19T17:38:32.298-04:00Bwahaha! No not a recorder! Last year I had to buy...Bwahaha! No not a recorder! Last year I had to buy one for my 1st grader for music class (terrible) and then to make matters worse I had to sit through a twenty minute concert with 75 1st graders tooting their hearts out on those things!!!Queen Mom Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04947788522821447557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-19348167646214541862016-04-18T16:15:40.699-04:002016-04-18T16:15:40.699-04:00Ack! Yes, I'd go nuts. My daughter has some lo...Ack! Yes, I'd go nuts. My daughter has some loud ass toys that I want to hide. AiringMyLaundryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11051140760624657630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-64969773867575878152016-04-18T14:55:36.956-04:002016-04-18T14:55:36.956-04:00Oh, I'm steering my daughter toward choir inst...Oh, I'm steering my daughter toward choir instead of band, too. Not because of the recorder per se, but because she already does violin outside of school. <br /><br />In the long run, I think you get more mileage out of a good singing voice, anyway. Phillip also played trombone in high school and college - and then sold it to buy my engagement ring... so that was the end of that!Jenny Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06320766378823015885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-86325956834508000342016-04-18T14:53:16.983-04:002016-04-18T14:53:16.983-04:00I think I've replaced the batteries in toys ma...I think I've replaced the batteries in toys maybe 5 times in the last 12 years we've been parents. The trouble with some toys (like recorders, ahem) is that they make noise on kid power, which never, ever runs out!Jenny Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06320766378823015885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-38188211513191889782016-04-18T12:09:20.833-04:002016-04-18T12:09:20.833-04:00I can't stop laughing. Brian and I decided for...I can't stop laughing. Brian and I decided for our sanity never to give Rue a toy that makes noise. He has one and I already took it away from him. All he does is press it over and over and over and...now I can hear it in my head omg. Moonofsilverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18072449731164255972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094700953309998492.post-83705364536436907942016-04-18T11:18:44.508-04:002016-04-18T11:18:44.508-04:00One of my best parenting moments came when I convi...One of my best parenting moments came when I convinced my trombone playing fifth grader to let it to and try choir in sixth grade instead. He even got a solo in choir (so don't look at me like that).Katyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04722246854586144761noreply@blogger.com