Jazzing it Up

Tonight my eldest son played jazz in a hotel.  We sat at tables eating dinner while he and his band (and other bands) played on stage.

He played three trumpet solos and we were enormously proud.  For a kid who nearly died earlier this year, he is absolutely thriving. 

Unfortunately, we missed the last few sets because our first-grader was sleepy and we had to go home.

But I still have jazz playing in my head.