Thursday mornings, Lilah has KinderMusik classes.
They were a gift from her Grandmama, and we are very grateful for them, because we are doing ok, but we ain't KinderMusik rich.
They were a gift from her Grandmama, and we are very grateful for them, because we are doing ok, but we ain't KinderMusik rich.
For example - we do not have our own huge basket of scarves.
Look at Miss Fashion Plate. Even the teacher noted she picked out the scarf that matched her outfit.
My favorite pheonomenon of KinderMusik is that you know all the kids' names, but none of the parents'. For example, this photo has Miss Rosalyn (the teacher,) Caroline, Caroline's Mom, Eden, Eden's mom, Lilah and Eli.
You'd think we had never let these kids see a ball before. That is how exciting a bucket of balls was to them.
Lilah is genuinely admiring Eden's sparkly buttons.
Look out! Baby posse on the move!
Miss Rosalyn was giving out pieces of paper, since when you are a small person, paper is a coveted plaything. Lilah couldn't stand that Eden was getting one first.
Crisis narrowly averted.
2 comments:
So cute~ My cousin took Kindermusik.
I have never understood why children love paper. It's like - why even spend money on toys when a pack of construction paper will amuse them for hours! Beautiful daughter by the way!
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