R is running around the house with breastmilk bottles held in a football tuck and singing nonsense to the last movement of Shosty 5. Bernstein of course. Parenting win or fail? IDK, pass the coffee.
While I was off having a kid and wearing my stay-at-home-mom hat, this blog turned 2. Two years old! I can’t believe it. Happy belated birthday to this motley collection.
Never fear though, I return to work tomorrow and will soon have more things to say. I’ve got a lot of exciting things happening this semester (hopefully) and will be able to talk about them. I’ll say that I taught a “eurhythmics” class (again, I can’t call it Dalcroze officially because there’s licensing attached to the name and I don’t have my certificate yet because I was having a baby this summer) to a group of young kids at music camp for two weeks this summer. It was fun, and always informative, and now that I’m a Dalcroze Society of America member, I can go online and watch videos of people who are much, much better than I. Including Stephen, who I suspect may be reading this post since he has a Google alert for anything related to eurhythmics and Dalcroze. Hello!
I’ll leave you guys with this: teaching movement class to a bunch of kids aged 6-10 really should be called “lessons in crowd control using a piano.” Everything worked so much better when I shut my mouth and just let the piano do the talking.
Tumblr’s reaction to tonight’s Game of Thrones episode: priceless.