Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Friday, August 22, 2014
Wild thing
One of Brixton's preschool teachers is a singer/songwriter and she writes musicals for the kids based on classic children's books. This year she wrote music for Where the Wild Things Are and the kids performed it. Brixton has loved listening and learning the music and sings it all the time, with the appropriate facial expressions. The songs are really catchy too, they get stuck in my head constantly.
We feel really lucky that Brixton gets to hang out with such creative people.
Labels:
music,
preschool,
wild things
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That's one darling wild thing! The show sounds amazing. Wish we could have seen it.
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