SINGING DANCING AND MUSIC

Growing up was mostly outside of school. My mother was passionate about teaching and the functionality of being an independent person that still contributes to the household and its community. My father grew up a farm boy and never really outgrew it, he found his calling through landscaping so...the house seemed like the heart of the home but also mostly for us to sleep and clean. The arts of music and dance were (as most things in life, in our day and age) outsourced through school and other such programs. While there has been and is music on all sides of my family...it never seemed to be one of those things we picked up in any length of time besides the schooling time frame. My husband's family, on the other hand, a lot more musical, even has an heirloom piano tucked away and 2 of his siblings enjoyed it so much, they acquired degrees in it.  Living and knowing all this still did not prepare me for my child and her enthusiasm in this particular field of interest. Everything and everywhere has turned into her own instrument, microphone, and dance floor. Lemme says, while it makes me pretty happy she finds so much enjoyment out of it all, finding the cookware...or any sort of technology device being literally beaten and banged while she belts out some song she remembers...is just peachy-keen, jellybean! 





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