Our second grader asked her father at breakfast this morning, “Dad, are you ever going to be in a band?”

He doesn’t play any instruments or sing, so he explained to her that it was a rather unlikely possibility.

But she persisted, “You could learn to play the guitar.  It’d be cool if you were in a band.”

At seven, she’s already concerned about whether or not her parents are cool enough for her.

Our four-year-old daughter also thought it would be a good idea.  “I could play piano in Daddy’s band.”