We've been enjoying the warm weather. February is one of my favorite times of the year in Laredo--just starting to warm up (before we have our really hot days) and finally over the cold season (well, what passes for cold here). I've finally had to shelf one of my favorite sweaters, the big brown one, that I only get to wear a month or two out of the year. It feels odd to not have my arms covered up.Noah and I have been doing lots of outdoorsy stuff. He likes to feed the birds, especially the grackles. He can do a good imitation of a grackle call. In fact, he is really into doing imitations of all kinds of sounds--the sound the car makes when I open the door but leave the keys in the ignition, the sound the refrigerator makes because it is old, the sound of unraked leaves crunching in the front yard. I like to think that his ability to notice and replicate even the tiniest, most mundane sounds is a product of all the active (read:intentional) listening we do in music class.
And, that really has been my theme this semester--how everything we do rests inside our children, waiting for the right time to emerge, for the last piece of information that makes the connection happen.
How dancing with a baby turns into that "baby" joyfully clapping along to the music...
How toddlers learning to wait for a drum turns into making sure that everyone has a turn...
How preschoolers laughing and being silly together turns into thoughtful collaboration and confident singing...
How big kids playing body percussion and drum patterns turn into a real ensemble...
What an honor to be part of that process.


