The music man

Last summer, Mark got a case of the boreds and quit drums. But after a five-month break and a new drum teacher, he's back to playing up a storm. He's really digging music now.

He's even branched out, instrument-wise. In addition to drums, he plays cello at school (so he says), and has a blue guitar he likes to strum occasionally. In an inspired moment, he grabbed the guitar, and started rocking a bluesy tune. He started singing, and spontaneously wrote his own song.

I was laughing and cheering him on. I clapped along to his singing, and stopped just long enough to record my son's first official composition. It's called "Gave My Dog a Bowl of Spaghetti," because as Mark explained, "That's the first line of the song."

Here's his masterpiece:

Gave My Dog a Bowl of Spaghetti
by M. Dinsdale
copyright 2010

I gave my dog a bowl of spaghetti
And he started to talk.
So I took him to the doctor
And I said, "Hi, doc."

Hi doc, hi doc, hi doc!

My dog rolled over and said,
"Scratch my belly
But you'd better hurry up
Cuz I'm going to the deli."

Then he stopped talking
And I guess he was done.
But while it all lasted
It was sure kinda fun.

I'm so proud of my budding musician/song writer! :-)