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Unphotographed Moments – Day Twenty-Eight

(This post is part of a series for August 2013 entitled “Unphotographed Moments.” Read the intro to the series here.)

Today’s Unphotographed Moments:

Owlet again frozen into a shy statue of a child with magical mommy-glomming powers for much of her ballet class. Owlet again utterly in love with all things ballet… once class was over. We are going to pop by to watch the other little kid class to give her a chance to observe out of the spotlight and to allow Thor and I to see whether the other teacher might be a better match for her. We stayed after class ended to watch the slightly older class after hers, and she was almost ready to go out on the floor and join them! Partially, I think, because they were doing so much more “real” dancing, but also because the (same) teacher was less focused on capturing the kids’ attention with an overly enthusiastic tone of voice.

Owlet and Platypup playing without me — Owlet closed the door on me saying, “no visitors allowed.” I waited a few moments, then once I heard thumping I peeked in (since they were in Thor’s office) and discovered them both grinning at me from under his desk, upon which they were knocking. “Can you ask us who we are?” Owlet said, and when I dutifully asked, she answered after a brief pause for consideration, “Mr. and Mr. Golland.” It came out in due course that she was Mister and Platypup was Mr. Golland. Utterly delightful.

Hearing back from an elementary school music teacher already regarding my Principal-spamming scholarship offering! A good connection was made via phone and she has two students in mind, both of whom already play viola though one may want to switch to violin. She will share my info with the parents who, if interested, will contact me.


Today’s one-shot photo:


Platypup, having already destroyed the daily schedule velcro laminated wall thingy I made for Owlet before he was born, today climbed onto the lego table to tackle the weekly schedule, studiously removing all of the (actually somewhat outdated) weekly activities previously attached via velcro. Ah, the things that work when you have one child that cease to hold water with two!


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