jack got his red guitar fixed this week, and our ears are all bleeding a little now because of it. we finally decided to take him out in the yard so the whole neighborhood could partake in the joy, and i shot a couple of minutes of concert video. in loading the video into my movies folder, i saw a bit of a theme that i'd like to share with you. please enjoy music appreciation: lewis style.
my favorite moments:
the acrobatic feat at 0:46
the sudden burst of hunger at 0:54
jack's transformation from 1:14 to 1:25
and finally, the lumberjack-esque dance at 1:42.
Showing posts with label jack's music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jack's music. Show all posts
Monday, August 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
the past few weeks in 100 words or less
we romped around in the creek (read: muddy water) with the cobbs...
and had an evil-knievil-of-a-time riding the monster truck in the backyard:
the kids and i hit aldridge gardens for a science lesson (really we just needed a getaway for some good mommy/kiddie time):
uncle bailey helped josh get the roof on the hand-me-down playset we got 18 months ago but just made it around to assembling (have i mentioned that josh is a total rock star for putting this thing together? alone. from memory.) and all the dead grass? see the monster truck blurp above:
while the guys were working, the little lewis ladies and their sweet cousins cuddled a bit (brayden and jack must have been off alternately wrestling and playing matchbox cars):
during the 7 minutes they were all well, some of the fanning crew came over to play on the aforementioned playset:
and in an act designed either to exhibit great love for the newest fanning or to make me insanely jealous, josh spent 30 minutes doing this:
the kids made giraffe sandwiches for lunch one day:
and then, much to my delight, asked me to take their pictures:
to be accurate, izzy requested a "sheshun":
abby and izzy worked intently on their arts and crafts:
and we had a night in with the taylors (the answer is no, i don't have a clue what abby and izzy were doing with their mouths or why jack was staring me down like i was interrupting some fine dining experience):
and finally, josh and i took a picture of our own to celebrate baseball's opening day:
so maybe "100 pictures or less" is more like it, but there - i'm officially caught up with photo blogging. i've got wordless wednesday ready to go for tomorrow, but i'm praying that with our agency's wednesday report from ethiopia will come some good news to trump it!
and had an evil-knievil-of-a-time riding the monster truck in the backyard:
the kids and i hit aldridge gardens for a science lesson (really we just needed a getaway for some good mommy/kiddie time):
uncle bailey helped josh get the roof on the hand-me-down playset we got 18 months ago but just made it around to assembling (have i mentioned that josh is a total rock star for putting this thing together? alone. from memory.) and all the dead grass? see the monster truck blurp above:
while the guys were working, the little lewis ladies and their sweet cousins cuddled a bit (brayden and jack must have been off alternately wrestling and playing matchbox cars):
during the 7 minutes they were all well, some of the fanning crew came over to play on the aforementioned playset:
and in an act designed either to exhibit great love for the newest fanning or to make me insanely jealous, josh spent 30 minutes doing this:
the kids made giraffe sandwiches for lunch one day:
and then, much to my delight, asked me to take their pictures:
to be accurate, izzy requested a "sheshun":
abby and izzy worked intently on their arts and crafts:
and we had a night in with the taylors (the answer is no, i don't have a clue what abby and izzy were doing with their mouths or why jack was staring me down like i was interrupting some fine dining experience):
and finally, josh and i took a picture of our own to celebrate baseball's opening day:
so maybe "100 pictures or less" is more like it, but there - i'm officially caught up with photo blogging. i've got wordless wednesday ready to go for tomorrow, but i'm praying that with our agency's wednesday report from ethiopia will come some good news to trump it!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
if you could have just heard the squealing
a drum set from nanny and pop for his birthday and a red electric guitar from grandpam and papaw for christmas...if anybody's looking for jack, you'll find him on cloud nine.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
jack got a sound room for his birthday
this is me at about 10:00 on the morning of september 26, 2006...
and this is me shortly after 11:27 on that same day...
peaceful, joyful, thankful, and in love. the lord blessed us richly when jackson edward lewis joined our family four years ago today.
a few members of our family came over for cake and pizza yesterday to celebrate the little guy's birthday. as you might have read in about 57 other posts, jack would give his big toes to be a real guitarist or drummer. actually, he would probably give all 10 toes if he could do both at the same time. well much to his delight, nanny and pop came in toting a red guitar cake that made him feel like he was one step closer to the stage.
but the complete and total freak-out came when he opened their gift. now before you go all "i-can't-believe-they-did-that" on me, my mom asked permission to buy this...
please tell me you can see his excitement in that first photo. the boy squealed like a little pig when he saw that he had just been given a drum set.
"elated" just doesn't do it justice. add to that that grandpam and papaw gave him a ukulele, and it almost sent him over the top.
we didn't want all the fun to be had the day before his real birthday, so our little family saved our gift for today. we started by hiding grandpam and papaw's other present to him in the mailbox for him to search out and find...
then once he had his snazzy new helmet and pads, we told him that he didn't have to ride the hand-me-down pink bike he'd been using for a while. SURPRISE!
for all you birmingham folks, you know that it's rained most of the day today. doesn't matter a bit to our crew...
i have to take a step back to the drum set now and tell you that yes, my mom did ask permission to give jack the loudest toy known to man. and yes, i did tell her it was perfectly fine. HOWEVER, at the time of our conversation, the soundproof basement was being used as the playroom. when josh started working from home, though, we rearranged and made it his office. are you picking up on the dilemma here?
don't worry about it too much. i think we figured out a nice solution -- our closest makes a splendid sound room.
that makes me giggle, but something from earlier this afternoon made me belly-laugh. i won't show the picture, but i will tell you that it involved a relocation of the drum set and jack sitting on the potty. bahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
we love you, jack lewis. so very, very much.
and this is me shortly after 11:27 on that same day...
peaceful, joyful, thankful, and in love. the lord blessed us richly when jackson edward lewis joined our family four years ago today.
a few members of our family came over for cake and pizza yesterday to celebrate the little guy's birthday. as you might have read in about 57 other posts, jack would give his big toes to be a real guitarist or drummer. actually, he would probably give all 10 toes if he could do both at the same time. well much to his delight, nanny and pop came in toting a red guitar cake that made him feel like he was one step closer to the stage.
but the complete and total freak-out came when he opened their gift. now before you go all "i-can't-believe-they-did-that" on me, my mom asked permission to buy this...
please tell me you can see his excitement in that first photo. the boy squealed like a little pig when he saw that he had just been given a drum set.
"elated" just doesn't do it justice. add to that that grandpam and papaw gave him a ukulele, and it almost sent him over the top.
we didn't want all the fun to be had the day before his real birthday, so our little family saved our gift for today. we started by hiding grandpam and papaw's other present to him in the mailbox for him to search out and find...
then once he had his snazzy new helmet and pads, we told him that he didn't have to ride the hand-me-down pink bike he'd been using for a while. SURPRISE!
for all you birmingham folks, you know that it's rained most of the day today. doesn't matter a bit to our crew...
i have to take a step back to the drum set now and tell you that yes, my mom did ask permission to give jack the loudest toy known to man. and yes, i did tell her it was perfectly fine. HOWEVER, at the time of our conversation, the soundproof basement was being used as the playroom. when josh started working from home, though, we rearranged and made it his office. are you picking up on the dilemma here?
don't worry about it too much. i think we figured out a nice solution -- our closest makes a splendid sound room.
that makes me giggle, but something from earlier this afternoon made me belly-laugh. i won't show the picture, but i will tell you that it involved a relocation of the drum set and jack sitting on the potty. bahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
we love you, jack lewis. so very, very much.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
music to my ears
i was going to post these photos tomorrow as "wordless wednesday" but as i was preparing to load them, i kept reminiscing about so many other stories and memories that i decided to go ahead with a full-blown (very wordy) post.
but rather than make this the post of a hundred hyperlinks, i'm going to pull from some of my old favorites and re-post them here. no, you're probably not that interested in all these jack-isms, but we're in love with them.
so here goes nothing...
i realized this afternoon that the two lewis guys had gone missing, so i crept upstairs to find this:
can't figure out what's going on? josh has googled "drum sets" and he and jack are pouring through picture after picture in the search results -- all the while exchanging man talk about kick drums, snares, and high hats.
jack. was. in. awe.
jack's love of all things musical didn't just start today. in fact, when he was born, i was laying on the bed racking my brain trying to figure out what the strumming sound was that i kept hearing. i finally asked my OB what in this world that noise was...
turns out jack left my womb with a guitar in hand.
now he hasn't always had a pink guitar. for a while, in fact, he didn't have a guitar at all -- but he made do.
(from april 2009 -- this was obviously before i gave up capital letters)
We're a big musical family around here. It's not that any of us is that incredibly gifted with any amazing musical talent (although Josh would give his broken leg to be able to tear it up on the drums), but we all love music. At any given moment, walk into our house or take a ride with us in the car and you're almost guaranteed to hear a tune. And if you're the really lucky guy sitting beside us at a red light, you might even find one of us playing a pretend instrument or two!
Apparently the air-guitar is a little too abstract for Jack, so he likes to bring it down to a more concrete level. He'll take any old household item, hold it like a guitar, and strum away to the beat. And trust me, he's got quite the imagination!
I thought this was a kid-sized mop (yep, I start 'em early around here), but to Jack, it's an electric guitar:
You know those little eye covers for your stovetop? They're no match for Jack's musical skills!
I haven't decided if this one is extra sweet or slightly blasphemous (at least it was a Christian song he was rocking out to)! Yes, that's Josh's Bible...
And finally, talk about making lemonade when you're dealt a big handful of lemons (very expensive, painful, and exhausting lemons)...
jack had a lot of time to fall even more in love with music through our involvement with the music ministry at church. here's an excerpt from a post i did in july 2009. it's actually more about izzy than anything, but it's still a piece of jack's musical history. ;-)
I think I've mentioned our rotating church schedule of Josh runs sound/I take care of the little ones and then I play keys/Josh takes a turn with the kids. Well every once in a while, the schedule gets a bit jumbled, and we end up both responsible for our separate duties on the same day. That was the case a couple of Sundays ago. But it doesn't just affect Sunday mornings...it also determines the plan on the prior Tuesday, because that's when the worship band has practice.
On this particular Tuesday, we loaded everybody up in the car and headed to the church so that Josh could twirl the buttons and knobs on the soundboard (I'm sure there's a much more technical way to explain what he does, but that's definitely not my department) and I could practice with the band for the following Sunday morning service. For the first hour-and-a-half, the kids were fantastic! They entertained themselves by running around the empty sanctuary and playing their various and sundry air-instruments. But by the time it hit their usual nighty-night time, they were showing signs of fading. Quickly.
The funniest part of that picture (thanks to my camera phone) is that Jack is playing around with the cords (ok, that part's not so funny), and Abby's just about passed out because she's so ready to hit the hay. And they're laying on a couple of chairs that Josh turned over and laid on the stairs to try to keep Isabel off the stage.
Izzy, on the other hand, wasn't quite so content to wait patiently for practice to wrap up. She kept trying to get to me to be cuddled (hence the chair arrangement), but I obviously couldn't hold her when I was playing the keyboard...and Josh couldn't do much with her because he was busy working on the worship schedule for the service. Soooo...I put my thinking cap on and came up with this:
I dashed out to the car, grabbed the Ergo baby carrier, tossed her in, and played away. It worked beautifully!! I was able to run the whole set, and she was able to get the snuggles she so desperately needed in her sleepy state. Here was the view from my vantage point:
my being in the band at church afforded jack many more opportunities than just watching us play. he got to be IN the band during practice some, too. but first he had to have his own guitar.
(from december 2009)
to say that he likes his little guitar would be like saying i kind of dig photography. he has played it almost* constantly today. all. day. long.
*the few breaks he took were to play the DRUM he got last night from my parents.
but his head almost exploded with excitement when josh got his guitar out, too. nothing beats hanging out with daddy on the couch and playing some tunes on the guitars...
izzy's head almost exploded with excitement, too, when she pulled these out of her stocking. she loves them. really.
once jack had the goods, he was rearing to go.
we all know how much jack loves to play guitar and how jazzed he was to get a "real" guitar for christmas, right? well, we thought it would be fun to let jack take his guitar to church this morning and play it while i was practicing with the band. first of all, he played it the whole way there...
...then when we got there, not only did they let him play it, they told him he could come up on stage to practice with us! he squealed like a girl and ran up to stand by his bestest buddy, mr. steve.
he took really careful notes on how all the guys played...
...and
by the end of practice, he knew how to hold the pick in his mouth and
how to put the guitar in a stand when he wasn't playing it. he even
kicked his leg out so he could prop his guitar up while he was jamming
(actually, he's been doing that for a while...i've just never gotten a
good picture of it).
our friend steve plays way more than just the bass guitar, and he was happy to show jack the ropes on the drum set (he really wanted to school him in the trombone, but there wasn't one handy).
of course, i'd love for him to take up another instrument as well...
(from september 2009)
Did you know that Jack's even learning how to play the piano?
If he ever makes it big, we'll just have to sit him down to discuss the importance of pants.
and now for one of my all-time favorites. this is going to look very different one day, but i think i'll always remember jack and his guitar this way.
but rather than make this the post of a hundred hyperlinks, i'm going to pull from some of my old favorites and re-post them here. no, you're probably not that interested in all these jack-isms, but we're in love with them.
so here goes nothing...
i realized this afternoon that the two lewis guys had gone missing, so i crept upstairs to find this:
can't figure out what's going on? josh has googled "drum sets" and he and jack are pouring through picture after picture in the search results -- all the while exchanging man talk about kick drums, snares, and high hats.
jack. was. in. awe.
jack's love of all things musical didn't just start today. in fact, when he was born, i was laying on the bed racking my brain trying to figure out what the strumming sound was that i kept hearing. i finally asked my OB what in this world that noise was...
turns out jack left my womb with a guitar in hand.
now he hasn't always had a pink guitar. for a while, in fact, he didn't have a guitar at all -- but he made do.
(from april 2009 -- this was obviously before i gave up capital letters)
We're a big musical family around here. It's not that any of us is that incredibly gifted with any amazing musical talent (although Josh would give his broken leg to be able to tear it up on the drums), but we all love music. At any given moment, walk into our house or take a ride with us in the car and you're almost guaranteed to hear a tune. And if you're the really lucky guy sitting beside us at a red light, you might even find one of us playing a pretend instrument or two!
Apparently the air-guitar is a little too abstract for Jack, so he likes to bring it down to a more concrete level. He'll take any old household item, hold it like a guitar, and strum away to the beat. And trust me, he's got quite the imagination!
I thought this was a kid-sized mop (yep, I start 'em early around here), but to Jack, it's an electric guitar:
You know those little eye covers for your stovetop? They're no match for Jack's musical skills!
I haven't decided if this one is extra sweet or slightly blasphemous (at least it was a Christian song he was rocking out to)! Yes, that's Josh's Bible...
And finally, talk about making lemonade when you're dealt a big handful of lemons (very expensive, painful, and exhausting lemons)...
jack had a lot of time to fall even more in love with music through our involvement with the music ministry at church. here's an excerpt from a post i did in july 2009. it's actually more about izzy than anything, but it's still a piece of jack's musical history. ;-)
I think I've mentioned our rotating church schedule of Josh runs sound/I take care of the little ones and then I play keys/Josh takes a turn with the kids. Well every once in a while, the schedule gets a bit jumbled, and we end up both responsible for our separate duties on the same day. That was the case a couple of Sundays ago. But it doesn't just affect Sunday mornings...it also determines the plan on the prior Tuesday, because that's when the worship band has practice.
On this particular Tuesday, we loaded everybody up in the car and headed to the church so that Josh could twirl the buttons and knobs on the soundboard (I'm sure there's a much more technical way to explain what he does, but that's definitely not my department) and I could practice with the band for the following Sunday morning service. For the first hour-and-a-half, the kids were fantastic! They entertained themselves by running around the empty sanctuary and playing their various and sundry air-instruments. But by the time it hit their usual nighty-night time, they were showing signs of fading. Quickly.
The funniest part of that picture (thanks to my camera phone) is that Jack is playing around with the cords (ok, that part's not so funny), and Abby's just about passed out because she's so ready to hit the hay. And they're laying on a couple of chairs that Josh turned over and laid on the stairs to try to keep Isabel off the stage.
Izzy, on the other hand, wasn't quite so content to wait patiently for practice to wrap up. She kept trying to get to me to be cuddled (hence the chair arrangement), but I obviously couldn't hold her when I was playing the keyboard...and Josh couldn't do much with her because he was busy working on the worship schedule for the service. Soooo...I put my thinking cap on and came up with this:
I dashed out to the car, grabbed the Ergo baby carrier, tossed her in, and played away. It worked beautifully!! I was able to run the whole set, and she was able to get the snuggles she so desperately needed in her sleepy state. Here was the view from my vantage point:
my being in the band at church afforded jack many more opportunities than just watching us play. he got to be IN the band during practice some, too. but first he had to have his own guitar.(from december 2009)
to say that he likes his little guitar would be like saying i kind of dig photography. he has played it almost* constantly today. all. day. long.
*the few breaks he took were to play the DRUM he got last night from my parents.
but his head almost exploded with excitement when josh got his guitar out, too. nothing beats hanging out with daddy on the couch and playing some tunes on the guitars...
izzy's head almost exploded with excitement, too, when she pulled these out of her stocking. she loves them. really.
once jack had the goods, he was rearing to go.
we all know how much jack loves to play guitar and how jazzed he was to get a "real" guitar for christmas, right? well, we thought it would be fun to let jack take his guitar to church this morning and play it while i was practicing with the band. first of all, he played it the whole way there...
...then when we got there, not only did they let him play it, they told him he could come up on stage to practice with us! he squealed like a girl and ran up to stand by his bestest buddy, mr. steve.
he took really careful notes on how all the guys played...
...and
by the end of practice, he knew how to hold the pick in his mouth and
how to put the guitar in a stand when he wasn't playing it. he even
kicked his leg out so he could prop his guitar up while he was jamming
(actually, he's been doing that for a while...i've just never gotten a
good picture of it).
our friend steve plays way more than just the bass guitar, and he was happy to show jack the ropes on the drum set (he really wanted to school him in the trombone, but there wasn't one handy).
of course, i'd love for him to take up another instrument as well...
(from september 2009)
Did you know that Jack's even learning how to play the piano?
If he ever makes it big, we'll just have to sit him down to discuss the importance of pants.
and now for one of my all-time favorites. this is going to look very different one day, but i think i'll always remember jack and his guitar this way.
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