We let Mags practice with us. It didn't hurt anyone, anything..she just played shaker and xylophone and sang while we ran through a few songs. Only then she got really showy or curious rather, and wanted to play the keyboards on what kept being "one more song" until we we weren't really getting much done as a band.
It wouldn't have been so necessary to pry her away if it weren't for the fact that we were practicing with the new players touring with us, Anton and Lewis, who have an amazing string metal band, and Linnea who will be on tour for the first couple shows. I'm not so sure they want to double the length of practice so Magnolia stays happy. (Although they are all pretty cool about the kid thing) If it were up to me, she could hang out with us playing music all day.
Anyway, Magnolia finished tantruming after I brought her upstairs. And my mom stuffed some spaghetti in her mouth (because really the root of her emotion was her hunger-not the fact that she couldn't keep playing songs with us) Then our new little almost band member cheered up. However, we realized that shows and sound check are gonna be rough trying to explain how she's not really in the band without actually telling her she's not in the band, if that makes any sense. I mean, I want to leave the door open for her as a future band member but we're not quite there yet. And, sound checks are already long enough.
We have a full house of people as the players are staying with us. And, our friend Torkel, who is riding his bike across the country, injured himself and had to come back to rest for a few days. Soon, the house will be empty and we will be traveling the country as well.
I'm already feeling guilty knowing I'm leaving Magnolia for 9 whole days this time. And, lately we've been so busy I feel like I haven't been able to spend enough time with her. Oh, the guilt that comes with parenting...it's so hard to ignore it.
Tomorrow on the agenda: Special alone time with Mom and Mags.