The sounds downstairs are funky
and we start to wiggle toes.
We flip-flop and we giggle
with sheets up to the nose.
The rhythm’s steady,
the trumpet’s sweet.
Before too long,
we’re on our feet!
After hearing Daddy’s band practicing in the basement, a brother and sister can’t resist sneaking out of bed to watch them play. Careful, careful, can’t be caught.
Tiptoe past the squeaky spot! They long to join in the fun, but can’t be seen out of bed—until the discovery of a surprise band member turns the jam session into a family affair.
With an energetic, lyrical text from Kelly J. Baptist, The Band in Our Basement will have readers feeling the beat—right before settling back down for bedtime.
