Okay, so I (Jacob blogging) am a rocker. I do performances frequently at home for Mommy, Daddy and Noah. They love it. I always get great applause. So I must be awesome. I play the guitar just like Uncle Steve and Uncle Allan. I think I should have a jam session with them one of these days. Maybe the Boswell's will let me play with them at one of their gigs soon, now that I have this video out. The only problem I have is when I am jumping around and my guitar falls off. It makes me really sad. I don't know why my mom always laughs.
Mom and Dad let us go outside this evening for the first time in I don't know how long. I was cooking baby food for Noah. What flavor, you ask? Bug spray flavor! Mom said that sounds delicious!
I got in trouble tonight for digging in the trash can. Mommy said it was dirty and yucky and dangerous. "But it's so interesting!" , I explained. She tried not to laugh, but I caught her.
Later,
Jakers
1 comment:
Dear Jakers,
I totally agree - it is NOT funny at all that your mom laughs when your guitar falls off. I mean, come on, how can you focus on your killer rifs if you have to worry about your guitar falling off? (Sorry, I'm not a rock star myself, so I'm not sure if "rifs" is appropriate terminology)
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