“Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.”
Ludwig van Beethoven
We’re a musical family. Big Daddy-O and I both play guitar, I play the djembe, and our daughters already play a plethora of instruments. If we’re not parading around the house making the music ourselves, we’re listening to it on the stereo. The girls are exposed to many different genres but, I have to admit, we don’t listen to a lot of ‘Kids’ music. It would be more likely for Pip to launch into, “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door,” than, “Old MacDonald,” any day of the week.
Pip recognizes many of the artists by name, and the other day we were making dinner together when she asked, “Mama, is this Buzz?”
“What Sweetie?”
“Is this Buzz who is singing this song? Is it Buzz?”
It was Sting.
speaking of kids music, yesterday we were listening to raffi singing, “he’s got the whole world in his hands” and bella asks…”who’s got the whole world in his hands?” And i’m thinking, i don’t really want to introduce her the concept of ‘god’ just yet so i asked her who she thought had the world in his hands and she thought about it for a moment and said, “he must have really big hands.” “Yes”, i said. “he must.”
So yesterday’s post made me cry actual tears, and today I laughed out loud. (!) I swear, it’s not just the pregnancy hormones either!
Jen, that’s adorable. Good question Bella! Don’t you love watching kds ponder things? You can almost see the wheels turning.
And Chelsea, you, my dear, are pure sweetness. Thank you so much for your words at Tuesday night’s meeting, thank you for the generous book review, and thank you for your comment today. You are wonderful.