We've heard that there are two kinds of little boys: gun boys, for whom all toys and sticks and even garbage become pretend guns; and sword boys, for whom all things become swords. For Michael, even the swords we gave him become a violin and bow half the time.
As a result of his interest, we changed our schedule a bit and now try to do something musical every week or two. We've attended string performances, Jazz festivals, and on Saturday Michael went to his first symphony! He sat through the entire performance (which, if you know our energetic little boy, is quite the achievement), even dancing to the beat a little in his chair sometimes.We have yet to see anyone perform a Dvorak piece, which is Michael's favorite (seriously, when I pop in a CD, Michael asks to listen to Dvorak - he really wants to hear Symphony Number 9 in E-minor), and I love to hear him pronounce "Dvorak." He also reminds me that we need to get some Copland, since we heard the National Symphony Orchestra play one of his pieces and I don't have any of his music at the house - which is odd because, seriously, what American doesn't love Aaron Copland?
I must admit that I now feel quite terrible each time I look at his short little fingers that he inherited from me - as most musicians I've seen have much longer fingers. Hmm. Maybe it's just a phase and his poor stunted digits won't haunt him throughout life...
1 comment:
-k-...are you kidding me! That is amazing and so adorable! Michael is so adorable! And that he sat in his seat thru that? (I'd be impressed if Jess could do that! :)
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