Singing and playing

Both girls had a great time at Julia's birthday party yesterday. We held the party over at Creative Movement, which was a great opportunity to let the kids run rampant without having to worry about them tearing our house apart. The kids even got a chance to get up and sing a song with a real microphone at one point, and Julia, feeling a bit shy, opted for a whole Rowe family rendition of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." Some of the Creative Movement staff were stunned by our use of 3-part harmony and the fact that Julia was able to hold her own against the harmonies. However, that's probably just because the staff members don't realize that both of our kids sing ALL THE TIME. EVERYWHERE. In public, in private, in their bed/crib, on the potty, songs they've heard, songs they're completely making up on the spot, etc. So really, with that in mind, "Twinkle Twinkle" is kind of run of the mill.

Speaking of the constant singing, Madeleine went to town yesterday singing and acting out "Old Brass Wagon" in our dining room. Good thing our grouchy downstairs neighbor wasn't home, because as you can see, she wasn't exactly moving with light-footed grace:



In the meantime, Julia has been singing her heart out with all of her new birthday gifts, including a composed-on-the-spot song about her new My Little Pony, Pinkie Pie, and how she is the pony who is full of glee. She also bellowed away operatically while playing with her brand new play-doh ice cream shop this afternoon, although she did pause to give me some verbal explanations about what was going on in her shop.



"Mom, do you know what this ice cream is called? My beautiful cawtacaw, because I don't even know what cawtacaw means!" (Starting in on a new cone creation): "This one is called POFOMA!"

You'll be glad to know that even though she about to turn five, she's still as wacky as ever.