(I'm so sorry that we let you get so tired before you talked about your day! You actually asked to talk about your day today, and I made you wait! Ugh! Parenting fail! Sweet Man, I'm so sorry... I promise you're not as miserable as you sound, and that you survived the whole ordeal. You even went on to snuggle me all night long, and in your sleep, you sensed and took care of me when I had bad dreams! I kept waking up to you cuddling me closer and rubbing my back. *swoooon*
Also of note today...you cut my hair... you played the memory game with Steph...and...we went to check out Settlement Music School to see about taking cello lessons. They didn't have the right sized cello for such a cutie little like you. While we waited for them to look for the 1/8 cello, we went into a percussion room. You're excellent at percussion, and the teacher was working really excellently with you. We're probably going to sign you up for those classes next year. We really liked that teacher in particular, so we'll probably wait the summer out so you can take her class. When they realized that they officially did not have the correct sized cello, we went and listened to the teacher play pop goes the weasel. You were actually pretty scared of her cello because it was so big...it also hit you in the head. We kinda had the belief that you were going to love the cello despite this encounter, so we decided to find you one your size to check out. We went to a violin/bow shop near our house and we listened to a man there play the cello, and Man? You zoned right into it...you actually cried when we left the store because you wanted to bring your cello home with you. Sweet gentle boy...)
No comments:
Post a Comment