I oftentimes think my children aren’t paying attention. To anything. Jackson spends a great deal of time spinning in circles, dreaming of far-off things.
So we went out last Saturday to this amazing area of Austin, which I have never seen before. I’ve lived in or visited Austin for 15 years and never adventured to SoCo. I was mesmerized!
Also, I was trying to keep Jackson (spinning, mind you) from walking himself in front of a speeding car on Congress.
So we came home and he immediately set up shop. It turns out he was paying attention to all those street performers with their hats full of money. Addison soon followed suit, and before long we had a guitarist and drummer playing for money on the staircase landing. They earned ten cents apiece.
The life of a starving musician begins.