Sophie has always loved music. I like to think it's because I sang a lot of Leonard Cohen songs to her in utero, but I really don't think that's it. Music is in her blood.
When she was very small, we could turn on the Fine Arts Channel and she would stop crying almost instantly, mostly when Opera came on. She still loves Opera, but has branched out to Greg Brown, Peter, Paul and Mary, and The Beatles. She will break into song at any given moment and you never know if it will be "Yellow Submarine" or something she made up about Cinderella and a pony.
Last night, when they were replaying scenes from the first episode of Lost, she mimicked Charlie's "You all Everybody" with pretty good accuracy for a 3 year old.
On Saturday I caught her singing this little song she learned at preschool and I was lucky enough to catch it on video.
Sharing a little bit of me with a little bit of you
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Dance Recital, take two
Some of you may remember Sophie's first dance recital. She left the dancing up to the others and spent the number looking shy and afraid on that big stage.
That was the Holiday show, and in the life of a 3 year old, 5 months can make a world of difference. We've been slowly preparing her for her big, dance class finale at the Lexington Opera House.
Yesterday was the dress rehearsal for the show on Saturday. As we sat in the audience watching the other groups perform, she sat closer and closer to me before finally crawling into my lap.
"Are you nervous?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Are you excited?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Are you going to dance?" I asked.
She nodded.
Please excuse the first 30 seconds of darkness before the dancing gets started.
She wasn't always a big fan of dance class, but she came through in the end. I'm such a proud mama.
That was the Holiday show, and in the life of a 3 year old, 5 months can make a world of difference. We've been slowly preparing her for her big, dance class finale at the Lexington Opera House.
Yesterday was the dress rehearsal for the show on Saturday. As we sat in the audience watching the other groups perform, she sat closer and closer to me before finally crawling into my lap.
"Are you nervous?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Are you excited?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Are you going to dance?" I asked.
She nodded.
Please excuse the first 30 seconds of darkness before the dancing gets started.
She wasn't always a big fan of dance class, but she came through in the end. I'm such a proud mama.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Conversation with Sophie
Sophie: Look mommy, it's a nun!
AM: No sweetheart, that woman isn't a nun, she's just wearing a head covering because she believes she needs to cover her hair.
S: No. She's a nun.
A: Is Ms. Dorothy a nun? (Ms. Dorothy is one of the Director's of her daycare and wears a head covering)
S: (laughs) NO!
A: Well, neither is that women.
***prolonged silence***
S: Men AND Women can be nuns.
A: No, women are nuns. Men who share that lifestyle are called monks.
S: Yes, chipmunks.
A: No, not chipmunks. They're not animals, they're men.
S: (very matter of fact).......but they LOOK like chipmunks.
AM: No sweetheart, that woman isn't a nun, she's just wearing a head covering because she believes she needs to cover her hair.
S: No. She's a nun.
A: Is Ms. Dorothy a nun? (Ms. Dorothy is one of the Director's of her daycare and wears a head covering)
S: (laughs) NO!
A: Well, neither is that women.
***prolonged silence***
S: Men AND Women can be nuns.
A: No, women are nuns. Men who share that lifestyle are called monks.
S: Yes, chipmunks.
A: No, not chipmunks. They're not animals, they're men.
S: (very matter of fact).......but they LOOK like chipmunks.
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