Recently Camp Cherokee has dominated my
blog posts, and there will be more of that to come.
But past time to catch up on the doings of my
grandkids, starting with Brianna and Hunter, then
continuing in a separate post with Claire and Evan.
I read that among the things that are quite simple
for a child to operate are the grandparents.
I plead guilty. With pleasure.
In fact, I can get pleasure just watching
Hunter have a good time rocking.
When Bri and Hunter both tune in to Dora,
the rockers get a real workout.
Makes you wonder if he'll be this attentive
to a kindergarten teacher one day. . .
. . . or if Bri will be this entranced by a
lesson on phonics in a couple of years.
Digging back a whole month, I came to
these pictures of Bri's Kindermusik graduation.
Parents and grandparents-- and little brothers
were all welcome to attend and participate.
Hunter's not sure what to make of this
sudden freedom. Bri and Grandma
patiently await instructions.
Bri: "Dad, here's how you strut yo' stuff."
Bri's creative movement involves burying
herself under a barrage of scarfs.
Hunter thinks Mom is being real silly
(well, what about the rest of us?).
A valuable segment of Kindermusik is
story time with Miss Susan. Bri loves this.
Where is Hunter? Who knows.
Then the kids are sent out as missionaries
to teach their parents and grandparents
how to "do" story time properly.
After an hour of this, a fellow needs a
little down time.
Whew, that was some climb.
Meanwhile, Bri looks for just the right sticker.
It's been a great spring at Kindermusik.
Now we can dance all summer long!
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