Second Grade Spring Concert, Thursday evening. Danell* knew that I'd tell him when to do the big drum roll at the end of the song set, and was watching me closely. Midway through his turn on the drums, I looked over with what was meant to be an encouraging smile.
Danell responded with a perfectly timed, flamboyant drum roll.
Me (whispering & shaking my head) Not yet, Danell--it's not the end yet.
Danell stopped dead, said quite loudly, "OOPS", and resumed playing.
Oh, yeah.
*Danell, of course, is not this self-composed young drummer's real name.
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