Music Class Is a Hit

Yesterday we went to our second music class of the semester. Pete came too. Hana just amazed us. First of all, when everyone got their sticks for the rhythm song, Hana picked them right up and started banging them together - she knew exactly what to do. I had to get out of the way to avoid injury because she is a ferocious percussionist. There is another song where the kids all get to pick out an instrument from the pile. For the second time in a row, Hana went for the same instrument - the water bottle with rice inside. It's her favorite thing to shake and rattle. During the free dance period, she was all over the room, finger-walking with Pete. Man, can that girl move, and move FAST. So fast that she managed to grab a lot of faces and mouths (fortunately, mostly the adults) before anyone knew what hit them. She's like the Tasmanian devil, a whirlwind of mischief.

The thing that I have the hardest time getting my head around was that it was clear she could tell the teacher (Ryk) apart from everyone else. We all sit in a circle and Ryk sort of leads the group in songs and movements. I don't know how she could tell he was the leader, but her full attention was on him and you could tell she knew she was supposed to follow what he was doing. Then at the end of class, when Ryk got out the guitar to sing the good-bye song, Hana walked right over to him and started strumming his guitar with him. (Then, of course, she put her hands over the strings so he couldn't play. :)

She was so wiped out from music class, she fell asleep on the car ride home and I just took her upstairs and put her to bed for the night in her clothes without any dinner. Guess I'll have to make sure to bring her food and jammies with me next week!