This week there are rehearsals for this coming Saturday's All County band concert (9th and 10th grade division) at the Tilles Center. Son #1 is playing clarinet in the concert. Last year the students were bussed to Westbury High School the week before the concert; this year it's Baldwin. Maybe next time we do this it'll be somewhere closer to home!
I don't know how the kids are expected to keep up with homework without staying up all night. The bus leaves the school 45 minutes after the end of classes, they rehearse from 4 to 8, they get back to their own school around 8:30, and get home before 9:00 if they're lucky. And not much time to catch up if there are three of these nights the week before the concert. Sigh. But my parental frustration can only carry so much weight because my son LOVES the honor and will do whatever it takes to make it work for him.
Being that they're at rehearsal through the dinner hour, they can brown bag it (which is what my kid does every day...bologna...ugh) or they can take advantage of whatever food is brought in for the kids to purchase. I guess this makes me a good mom according to nutritionists, and a bad mom according to teenagers...but my son was so glad to have pizza the other night! And he said he'd be happy to eat pizza all three rehearsal nights if that's what they have. Sheesh, at home he gets some kind of protein and some kind of vegetable and usually a starch which is necessary to keep Insulin Man alive to tell about it the next day. My kids are in tip top health but they don't correlate that with their diet, of course. Harumph.
So now you know the secret if you want to bribe my eldest. Come to think of it, that might also work with the other two...
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