Fluteloopy

Tonight was L’s concert. She plays the flute in a local civic band, and it was all about Christmas music. We rushed to LD’s karate class, then rushed over to the performance.

They both did great – it was a small venue, and loud at that. LD took it upon himself to follow LG around and keep her from touching any outlets while occasionally giving her part of his Christmas cookie. LG? She spent the first half of the program wandering about, stopping now and again to shake her funky tailfeather when a piece of music struck her as particularly danceable. LG has been dancing since she’s had any sort of control of her muscles, singing, too. She loves music in all forms, and will babblesing at the top of her lungs half the day. If there’s a piece of music that strikes her fancy, she dances til she drops, all smiles and giggles. Right now, her favorite album is the Dino 5.

LD likes music, too, but more to play. He’s never really been much of a dance, though he id take ballet for a bit (and loved it). Actually, he came home from preschool when he was 4 ½, saying “Ballet is for girls,” he was enrolled in a class in the next hour. A couple of weeks later, when I picked him up from preschool and told him where we were going, he dropped to the floor and had the first, - and so far, only – temper tantrum of his life. Kicking, screaming, crying yelling saying he wouldn’t go, that it wasn’t fair, that it was for girls only… it was crazy.

He kept repeating how unfair it was, so I asked him if it would be fair if they said that his soccer class was for boys only (more than half the kids in it were girls), and he agreed that it wouldn’t be fair at all. I asked him how fair it would be if someone told him that ballet was girls only. He thought for a minute, got up and shrugged. “You’re right Papa, I guess I’ll go.” He was the only boy in his class, and he really had a lot of fun – it helped that his teacher was great, too.

LG, on the other hand, she’s a natural. She’ll be our singer, our dancer – it’s as natural to her as breathing, I think. She always seems happiest when she’s doing one or the other, a bg grin, first toothless, not with a bunch of new pearly whites to show off. She has the best, most infectious smile, and her laugh is insanely hilarious.

About halfway through the program, which was ate for them, they both got tired. We sat, LD putting his head in my lap, LG’s on my shoulder. They didn’t fall asleep, it was far to loud for that. LG was a bit whiny but also enjoyed the music – she couldn’t make up her mind whether to sing and dance or do her tuckered out cry, so she wound up in the middle of each half the time. LD was just squirmy and uncomfortable, but still wanted his head down. I think he really wanted to sleep, but he loves the face that his Mama can play actual songs.

We got home, out them to bed two and a half hours later than normal, and they both dropped off to sleep almost immediately.