Rock On Gravy Man

I can really tell that I have a teenager in my house. David got an electric guitar for Christmas and has been rockin' ever since. I must confess that Matt and I have done something that I never would have thought, we have told him to turn the music down. For those of you that knew me when I was a hard rock chick I know you are shocked, I have to say that I disgusted myself. In my defense, it is hard to get a baby to sleep in a house this loud and that's just the usual "boy noise". I am trying to get him to form a band called the Slick Chickens I want to be the do-wop girl in the short skirt in the back of the band. Go Gravy go!!!