It’s not about the years, It’s about the mileage…

Tonight was a new experience for me. My mom told me yesterday that she was going to a Christmas party and asked if I would like to come along. She said the party was called Kazoo Fest and we would be caroling. As you may have guessed by now, kazoo’s would be used instead of our voices.When I got there I was immediately immersed in Christmas decorations:

and handed a kazoo that looked nothing like one I had ever seen before:

before I knew it we were off on an adventurous night of kazoo caroling:

I did not make a very good kazoo caroler…I was too busy laughing at how ridiculous it sounded. Needless to say it was a great night filled with fun and laughter!