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Henry’s a lightweight compared to a sousaphone.

A neighbor spotted us outside rounding up the maple sap while the girls played and Henry rode in our trusty old hiking backpack. We chatted for a bit and he asked if Henry got heavy quickly. I chuckled and told him no.


Compared to the fifty-ish pound sousaphone I toted around through high school and college, Henry’s a featherweight. Turns out marching band was a sort of motherhood boot camp and having played such a hefty instrument, it’s made children in a backpack seem like nothing.

I always knew marching band would be a good investment.

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