September 30, 2007

Teaching em young

At the community music festival we went to the other night, Delaney planted herself mere inches away from the band’s piano player up front on the dance floor. The band was a really fun 50’s quartet called Frim Fram 4 and they wore white tuxedos and sang Frank Sinatra tunes. It was lovely. Have I mentioned before that my husband and I can do a mean Lindy Hop together? I know. We’re adorable.

So, here we are at this incredibly pleasant family-friendly music festival and Delaney is making pals with the piano player guy WHILE he’s playing the piano. He was actually very sweet about it. Sweet until a nice woman went up to his piano to leave him a tip and before he could finish the song and grab it, Delaney’s little fingers did.

The piano guy offered her a pretend smile as if to say “Uh, no no no you shifty little girl” and then the woman (who must have children) nicely and quickly removed it from Delaney’s fingers and placed it back on the piano.

It all happened so fast, in about 3 seconds really, and as the woman walked back to her seat and passed ours on the way, I made eye contact and started to offer an apology but before I could, Mike instead jumped in, as if to offer an explanation, and said “We taught her to do that.”

And you know how those jokes go over well with some people and not others? Well, luckily this woman had a great sense of humor and shot right back at him “Well, she followed your instructions perfectly. But I was faster.”

Posted by Jamie @ 1:09 am • Delaney, Mike   

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4 Responses to “Teaching em young”

  1. Now you have to teach her to do it more surreptitously. She wants to go to an Ivy League school, right?

    Can you really Lindy Hop? How did you learn? I always envy those people at weddings who can really dance. They are usually 79 years old. We all need to pick up the slack or in 10 years, all wedding receptions will be White Man’s Overbite.

  2. You’re husband’s my kind of guy. That sounds like something I would’ve said. I actually just got back from a 4 yo birthday party where I was joking with one of the dads about how on some days I’m not sure which of my kids I want to kill first. That joke went over like a lead balloon. I wish I had a picture of that man’s face!

  3. I so wanted to go on Sat to that! Our friend Jody played… :) I was out massaging all night friday in your neighborhood. So, I didn’t go Fri either!:(
    Was it freezing with the wind, or did the barn shelter it well?
    Would love to see you both dance. I am married to the only drummer alive that has NO rhythm to dance.

  4. I’m so jealous you two can dance. Go figure; I bet you are so cute together. My husband and I have no dancing skills what-so-ever. My little man loves to dance though. Maybe our kids will do better than us. Sounds fun!

    C

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