My Daughter, The Genius

My daughter was in not one but THREE Memorial Day parades on Monday and she managed to not fall on her face.  NOT ONCE!!  We are not a graceful people and this is a major accomplishment.  Not sure if I have mentioned this but Heather plays the flute – to be specific, Heather plays the flute that I played from fifth through twelfth grade and does it pretty darned well if you ask most people that aren’t related to her (you can’t ask relations, we’re biased).  She is in the concert, jazz and marching bands at her high school and the teacher actually likes her!  (This is also a major accomplishment because our sense of humor generally is not much appreciated in a classroom setting – my band teacher once threw a music stand at me, not a pretty picture).  Here is a photo of the marching band in my hometown’s parade (yes I grew up in this sleepy little hamlet):

Yup, I managed to get a photo of the entire band – they’re pretty well spaced and walking in a straight line, too!

We have the obligatory photo of the band leader:

Now here is a photo of Elaina (blue arrow), Erin (green arrow) and Heather’s foot (pink arrow):

At this point I’m thinkin’ that I’m smokin’ and I am going to get the best picture of all.  The one with my daughter’s smiling face as she marches in time with the rest of the band.  I had most of the things I needed for this shot: Camera, marching band, parade, DAUGHTER SMILING AT ME but did I get the photo?  That would have to be a NO.  Apparently I need to purchase a new camera that thinks faster:

Yes, that is my daughter’s butt.  This sucks.