Sugar boy.

Brooke started taking violin lessons this year (well, starting in September).

She goes to a place in town that sells musical instruments and upstairs in this building they hold music lessons for various instruments. It's a weird set up - the lessons are held in the evenings, but the store is closed in the evenings, so you have to go through the side door which is located behind a 7-eleven store. You're always a little nervous going behind there on dark nights .... it's a little creepy.

Anyhow, you go in the door, and there's this narrow stairway you go up and at the top you hang a right which has a tiny sitting room for parents, then expands into two hallways. Down these hallways are a series of coloured doors with little windows in them. Each has a sign hanging off of them "Carole - VIOLIN" , "John - DRUMS", "Greg - GUITAR", etc. And in each room you hear various musical sounds coming from them - strings, piano, kids singing, the beat of drums - you name it.

Each week we take Brooke to her lesson and sit outside for 1/2 hour as she goes into "Carole - VIOLIN" 's room (the green door), and you can hear her amateur attacks on the violin as she tries her hardest to imitate her teacher.

Most of the classes run on the hour/half hour - except the violin classes. They run example - 7:15-7:45 .... so those kids are always coming in and out in between the other kids who are coming and going on the hour and half hour.

One week a friend of mine was in from out of town to visit us - I took Brooke to violin and N came with us to sit with me to keep me company. As we were sitting there, a new crop of kids were starting to show up in the middle of my kids lesson for their lessons. There is one kid, in particular, who always is entertaining to watch. I'm not sure what his name is, but he's a little blonde boy who plays the guitar.

Every week he gets dropped off by his parents (he must be about 10 yrs old), he comes upstairs, plops down (he's always quite early), then looks at his watch. Then he grabs his coat, his shoes and heads out to the 7-eleven with a wad of money, and comes back with gobs of candy.

My friend and I were watching this candy kid ..... this particular day, he had in his hands about 5 packs of skittles - and tore into about 3 of them before his lesson started.

Another week he came back with assorted gums, hard candies, skittles (these seem to be his fav) and chocolate bars, and tore into about 1/2 of them before going in for his lesson.

He's kind of funny to watch. He's not shy about how much candy he's just bought - or how much he's going to eat either - he downs as much as he can before his lesson starts.

Recently my husband has started taking Brooke to her lessons.

I asked him about the sugar boy. Is he still going? Does he still make his weekly trips to the 7-eleven.

He started laughing. Apparently he's still going strong.

Being the parent of a kid with type 1 diabetes, I'm always *gasp* "Look at how many carbs that kid is eating!!!!" - but then I have to snap out of it ... the rest of the world doesn't live like us (only the diabetics do) - then it's kind of funny.

I guess I kind of hope that one day my kid can do that one day too. Albeit, I wouldn't let her do it on a regular basis like this kid - but on Halloween ?? Hell yeah.