The Turners were on the move early this morning because my oldest son had an early morning performance. Over the past couple of months he has been practicing for the Solo and Ensemble Festival. Honestly, I thought I was going to have to sit through an onlsaught of performances by middle school kids for my entire Saturday. Now I'm a coach and I love kids, but listening to strings and woodwinds and brass and percussion instruments all day is a bit much. That being said, it is extremely rude to leave after your kid performs so I figured as long as I can get home by the time Gonzaga squares off with South Carolina I will be alright. My iPhone and my portable charger was fully charged so I was more than ready.
After we signed in, we headed to the auditorium so he could warm up and also wait for his private music teacher. It was only then that I realized it was a competition and he was performing his music selection in front of a judge and not an auditorium full of parents. My wife was trying to explain it to me, but clearly the elevator in my brain was stuck on the first floor.
According to his private intstructor, he played his scales and his music selection, "Musette" flawlessly. If his score is low enough, we will have to travel to Baltimore for a state competition. With this competition the lower the score, the better. We will find out the results on Monday. Great job and good luck son!