Just a funny little story about daddy, love bugs.
This week, because of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, dad was able to join us at your beloved clase de música on Monday. I think he was able to see how enraptured you two are by the songs, dancing, singing, playing instruments. It made me think of a sweet story that I thought you girls would like too.
Daddy had just gotten home from a show in the city and was especially impressed at how the 8-piece ensemble (metal band at that) was able to stay in sync so well with with one another. He was so impressed, in fact, he stayed to chat with the band and when he asked, somewhat rhetorically, "how the hell do make music like that?!" the man guffawed, and said, "the only thing you need to make music are two ears... (then placing his hand on his chest) and a heart."
Poor daddy had to learn the hard way that you turn into drama-mama when your shoes get taken off in music class.
Vee, you NEVER have been more excited to be in music class. You were showing off your moves to daddy from the moment you walked (more like sashayed) through the door.
You twirl the ENTIRE 45 minutes in class, Ru. As you can see I'm always quite amused by it :)
Dancing with scarves is your very favorite thing to do in music class. Vee, you love getting goofy with them too. Silly billy!
Then of course you love to jam at home.
Hoarding the recorders (I won't tell sissy!)
Sis was serenading you, Vee. hehe
I love you my little musicians,
Mom