Team Whitney continued the project of introducing Hamilton to the big world of good music tonight by attending the first night of the Chicago Jazz Fest, featuring legendary saxophonist Sonny Rollins. For those keeping score, Hamilton showed total indifference to B. B. King. He slept through most of Stevie Wonder, waking up just in time to cry and scream through "I Was Made To Love Her," leading to an early departure from the show. It has not been looking good so far. The blues did not get his attention. Soul music met a worse fate. What would our little man make of jazz under the summer sky?
We're glad to say that he dug it the most. By that we mean, he did not scream or fall asleep and seemed to have an okay time watching the crowd, playing with his folks, and knowing he was out past his bed time.
So, could it be--our little boy . . . is a
jazzman?
And yes, that is his favorite shirt.
2 comments:
We are loving your little jazzman. Just send him out to LA for some piano lessons...
you beat me to it. i was going to ask whether or not he has more than one outfit.
btw, WHERE are the onesies?? i know there's a little transfer student in him somewhere...
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