Sunday, March 28, 2010

Family Jam Sessions


Will and I have enjoyed encouraging Vivi's connection to music since she was in utero. During her cooking phase, she had an intense connection to anything performed by the Rolling Stones. After the first notes of "Paint it Black" or "You Can't Always Get What You Want," she would start doing summersaults and kicking her feet inside her belly home. Then when Viv was a newborn and was in a middle of a crying fit, nothing calmed her down quicker than swaying with her dad to Glen Campbell's "Rhinestone Cowboy" or "Galveston."

Since those early beginnings, Will has moved on to buying musical instruments. The first purchases were the Parent's Bee Bop Band Music Set for Vivi and a cowbell for me.


Next, I think, was the harmonica, followed by a snare drum and then a crash cymbal and tempo boxes (I think that's what they are called). While noisy, there is nothing more enjoyable than engaging in Family Jam Sessions. Here are a few examples of Vivien's musical stylings.











I think she has the makings of the next Cindy Blackman, Lenny Kravitz's drummer, but again, I am her proud mama.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Surviving Winter 2010

The snow has been gone for a solid week, so I finally feel safe in saying "Goodbye Winter 2010." It was a long, snowy one. I don't know what we would have done without my old toy horse. It was in good shape because according to my dad, I didn't ride it much but Vivi rode this day and night and reached amazing heights. This video will make our chiropractor cringe, but you do what you have to do.




About three weeks before winter's end, Vivi caught serious cabin fever. She started obsessing about her swing set and blowing bubbles.
Due to the two feet of snow in the back yard, Will and I would draw pictures of swing sets and slides and took her to the Science Center where they have an indoor bubble station.

My uncle and I talked about why we stay in this cold tundra that we call home a few years ago and he said "I like winter because at the end you felt like you have went through something." This winter was something for sure and I am happy to have made it to the other end.


Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Is it Party Time?

We are eating dinner at a local grocery store this evening. A lady's phone just went off with quite the snazzy, dance beat. Viv's looked up at the celing lights and asked me, "Is it Party Time?". I had to write this down right away because it was too funny.