Andrew was in 6th grade in these pictures. He's been taking drum lessons for a couple of years, and -- being the charming stink that he is -- talked his band teacher (who loves him and thinks he's just about the greatest kid to ever walk the earth) into letting him bring his own drum set to the Gala Concert. He made up a part to play, since there is no drum set music in 6th grade band music. It went really well, and he did great. However, bringing your own instrument to a concert is usually pretty easy. You just put it in its case and go, right? Not with a drum set. We didn't really think that through when he got it. But now we know. We each grabbed part of the set, hiked up the stairs, packed it into the SUV, drove to the concert, piece by piece walked it into the gym, and put it all back together. And guess what? We did it all again when it was over. We are Andrew's roadies. We even joked about making t-shirts.
Here is Grandpa conspiring with Andrew (Has promising him money if he did something - I can't remember what)
I'm really not sure who that scary girl guy(?) next to Andrew is, but during the concert, Andrew kept getting a little bit farther and farther away from her him(?).
One of Andrew's many talents is sports. It doesn't really matter which one it is. He is a beast on the wrestling mat (one of his opponents actually ran away from him while in the middle of a match), and on the football field -- he's been co-captain for 4 years in a row now -- and works just as hard to be awesome at basketball. We really enjoyed watching him play this year. He's really starting to become an awesome athlete! (He's #8 in this shot -- and that ball did go in -- by the end of the season he was making about half the points each game.)
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