So we had a band rehearsal in the "family room" the other night. My wife was bathing the twins and young Kaiya was downstairs listening to the music. She was having fun bouncing away on an exercise ball and enjoying things. We were in the middle of discussing an arrangement for a particular song when all of the sudden there was a big smash and the rabbit ears came down, the exercise ball came down and a hand drum teetered on a shelf and then came crashing down. There was a pause and i said "Kaiya, where did you get this destructive streak?". I then gave her the drum and went back to the band... who were enjoying the irony of me, who has spent a life smashing things, questioning my prodigy taking up the habit.
Kaiya left after that... I didn't really notice as we were kind of working, and it was her bedtime, but the next night over dinner I told the story to my wife at the table in front of the family. CT asked Kaiya if she liked the music and she said she did but she didn't like when i said that to her. I apologized, and tried to explain why it was in fact a funny joke, but i guess the lesson is to remember to explain jokes like that at the time... or to not rehearse around kids.
When i was a kid there was always so much worry that i would destroy things. In a weird way we are trying to move towards fewer possessions so if something gets destroyed it could actually be a blessing. As long as you don't destroy your relationships with a combination of paranoia and ill communication everything should be alright.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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