Weekend Kat Blogging: If Music Be The Food of Love…
I suppose it is inevitable in this house.
With two parents and a big sister who love music as much as we do, and with a multi-instrumentalist and a singer in the household, and with musicians coming in and out, we should not be surprised at how much Kat loves not only to listen to music and dance to it, but also to make it.
Yes, that is her, playing one of Zak’s Native American flutes while he plays didgeridoo. She can only blow the open note–her hands are too small for fingering, but when she blows, the note is clear and perfect.
And–she has learned to keep time with the rhythm that Zak was playing. She was kicking her foot and waving her hand in time, just like he was doing, and then she started patting the floor. Her flute toots were in sync–and she was bobbing her head in time. Music is a whole-body experience for her now.
And she is learning how to sing–she tweedles and trills along with vocal music now–and has matched pitch with Morganna and I fairly often.
She likes it when her Uncle Dan comes over and plays drums, too, and will wiggle and bounce in time with whatever he is playing.
And, she has not lost her fascination with guitars and guitar music; when we last took her to Salaam for dinner, she was thrilled to watch and listen to the classical guitarist, Dimitar Zarev while he played. He is a wonderful guitarist, and it was the first time she had seen anyone play acoustic guitar–Zak pretty much only plays electrics. She danced around with Morganna and had a wonderful time.
Of course, when she isn’t playing music or dancing, (or learning how to walk, or riding her little velocipede), she still has her kitties to play with. Her she is loving on Delia, who was asleep beside us on the couch last night, and let Kat hug her for an extended lovefest, which delighted Kat to no end.
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YAY yay YAY for musical babies!
A friend of mine reports that her then 10-month-old could match pitch along with the “Glo-o-o-o-ri-as” in “Angels we have heard on high” on Christmas eve. (She got in his face and sang it.)* But Kat seems very advanced - tooting in sync! wow and YAY!
* (It’s been wonderful to see the babies respond to the music at our church - we had a “modern” anthem today and they complained! *grin*)
Comment by Charlotte — January 20, 2008 #
What a gorgeous child! She will obviously learn to play an instrument very soon. She’s an angel with the cats isn’t she?
Comment by Topffeeapple — January 21, 2008 #
Awwww. Hey, is that a Hanna Anderson PJ suit she’s wearing? The stripes look very familiar! (I wore HA PJs until I was about 13.)
Comment by Alexis — January 21, 2008 #
Charlotte–in my case, it runs in the family. Morganna, when she was a baby, loved to hear the choir at church sing–I was in the choir, but her favorite of the singers was the choir director. He had a basso profundo voice that just sent shivers down everyone’s back, and if she was in her basket (we carried her around in a Moses basket for a long while) and got fussy at a church supper, all he had to do was lean down in and sing a bit of Gregorian chant at her and off to dreamland she would go.
Topffeeapple–she is really good with the kitties. She never tries to poke them or pull at them or hurt them. She just hugs them and lays her head on them. And she plays with them with their feather wands–which is really cute to watch.
In turn, the cats take naps with her, too. Schmoo, in particular, likes to sleep next to her when she is asleep on my lap, though I get to feeling rather hemmed in by it all as he is so huge.
Alexis–in both pictures, the stripes and the flowers, she is wearing Hanna Anderson. They have turned out to be my favorite pjs for her–the zipper is helpful, and the lack of footies means that they last longer. She grows out of her footie jammies really fast.
Comment by Barbara — January 21, 2008 #
They were my favorite PJs too. On a camping trip once my nickname was Pippi Longstocking for my reddish braids and crazy stripes. Maybe someday it will fit Kat too! (Looks like her hair is turning a little orangey lately.)
Comment by Alexis — January 21, 2008 #
Oh my, that duet picture is adorable. What a talented Kat!
Comment by Kitt — January 22, 2008 #