I heart band

Whenever I see a marching band in a parade I always cry. Always. Even if the band stinks, I love it. It feels like something so wholesome and good and it warms my heart every time. I realize that most of the time they are playing Eye of the Tiger or Louie Louie, but nonetheless it feels so American to me, and I hope that marching bands live on forever. Today Molly saw her first marching band and I am proud to say that she loved it. We even ran down the parade route to see it twice and she still cried for more marching band all the way home. It made me double cry to see her love it too. Yeah for band nerds everywhere!