Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Another foot and a half of snow today! I called off work today thereby marking another week in which I fail to make as much money as I should. Someone is always sick or canceling or fired from the program for canceling too much or it snows a tsunami of fluff to where I'm not even sure I can get out of the driveway, let alone across town.

However, despite the expense, the break is sorely needed. I am so wiped from being mommy, wife, and the finest tutor education has ever known. I'm only paid for 7 hours a week, but I end up working almost 20 as I spend a lot of time devising games and activities and figuring out lesson plans.  Ahhh. Smell that? That's new tutor smell.

I plan to scrub it off today and enjoy some down time. (Of course the babeola just took the shorest nap ever. Sigh.)

Anyway, I have some cute babeola stories to share.

First, she is obessessed with my bras. Probably a primordial nursing association. She manges to filch them somehow and likes to sling them over her shoulders or put the strap over her head. Today she was 'styling' the bra around her shoulders while watching herself in the mirror and then she started teething on the underwire. At which point, I promply died from laughter.

I have pictures, but I'm not sure they belong on the internet. You don't want to see my bra, right?

Yesterday, we attended our first music class. It is not your typical music class. There are no words, not even a hokey pokey. It reminds me of those modern dance interludes in movies from the 60s. Incongruent razzle dazzle that captures your attention by being bizarre.

Exhibit to the first, I think the teacher, short and round with a wooden flute, might be a hobbit. Exhibit to the second, the babeola was underwhelmed. She actually retrieved her shoes, tried to put them on (and failed)and said 'bye bye' while toddling to the door as fast as her chubby legs could carry her.  When that did not make the weirdos go away, she resigned herself to wandering the room, shoes clutched tight in her hands while the rest of us drummed and sang things like 'ba, boo, bi' in a round. Whenever the teacher attempted to interact with her, she would turn on her heel, refusing to make eye contact.

Despite her disdain, I think the class will be good for her. In a psychedelic kind of way. I mean, it's no Old McDonald. More Gregorian chant meets hobbit with flute. But it's probably good for her, like a vitamin.

At least I am amused. They do a greeting and farewell song that singles out each child by name (the only time words are used). The kids are utterly shocked that these strange people know their name. The surprise is stamped all over their faces in little slackjawed 'o's of doubletakes. We are totally messing with their minds.

I love it.


Wolfsbane and Absinthe said...

I hope your down day/scrubbing had lots of relaxing and laughter in it, and from the sounds of it, the babeola is keping you in stitches, so I'm sure you did /that/ part at least.

So is this an interpretive dance thing? Does sound psychedelic... like groovy man. hee hee.


Shannon said...

OMG! You had me laughing with your description of the hobbit like music teacher and your LO's lack of interest!

My LO also has a fascination with my bras. She will run and get one and sign "milk" to inform me that that is where the "boobies" go. :P She was utterly unimpressed to find out the bra wouldn't fit her.

Midwest Mommy said...

You are so funny! You do need a break. I can't believe how much snow you have. We haven't had snow here in a couple that I wrote that we will probably get dumped on.

Debbie said...

Cute story about the bras! And a foot and a half of snow in one day? We haven't had that in 15 years added together. I can't imagine.

Jen said...

I hate that when you have big plans for nap time and they only sleep like 20 minutes, it sucks.

Jenners said...

I was just laughing at your description of the music class! I love that the Babeola was ready to get the heck out of dodge! So funny!

I remember doing Music Together with my son when he was small. The quality of the class depended very much on the teacher. One was great...but then she quit. The other was clearly in it for her own strange reasons, and the third was so quiet and slow she couldn't engage the kids. At that point, I was just so desperate to get out of the house and have something to do, I didn't care!

And I hope you thaw out soon! And may the Babeola take longer naps! That is such a horror when you hope for long naps and they don't take them. They seem to have an internal radar about these things!