Ode to Olive: Recitals

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Recitals

Ever since Olive saw her cousin Kendall's dance recital, she's been all about dance recitals. She'll say (when Andy and I start dancing with her), "no. it's my dance recital!" and keep going. She just told me that when you play music, it's called a 'Fresh Recital'. I'm being told now, to come on, it's time for the fresh recital! she's putting drums together to play and we're going to share the drumsticks.

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Songs we sing to O and songs she sings...

She sings everything. I don't know where to begin.
She's starting to write her own songs-- lots of repetition. Some droning sounds when putting baby to bed last night-- she sang for big baby--"Baaaaaaa-beeeeee, baaay-beeee, etc" 2 1/2
Really into Head Over Heels by the Go-Gos. Is into the fact that 'the band is called the Go-Gos, the song is called Head Over Heels" 2 1/2
She loves Siouxie and the Banshees, and when she plays her two drums, she will say, "that's Siouxie and the Banshees" 2 1/2
Sings Pavement's Cut Your Hair, the first 4 lines. 2 1/2
She can sing the entire Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer song and adults other than us can understand it.2 1/4
2 years old--P is for Poopie, that's good enough for me! (Gets crazy laughs)
2 years old--Goo goo gaa gaa goo goo gaa gaa I'm a little baaay-beeee!
the birds in the trees are going to sleep all night, the flowers and the leaves are going to sleep all night, the beetles and the bees are going to sleep all night, and in the morning they'll sing "good morning, Adylene! Olive bean! We love you more than anything! Night-time doesn't hurt and sleep doesn't sting, so at night-time you really oughta sleep!" we sing to her, we wrote it, since 2 months.
one robin, two cardinals, three morning doves, four phoebes, five goldfinches, six wrens, seven hummingbirds, eight sparrows and nine---warblers, ten chickadees, in a straight line.
Blue birds, smiling at me, nothing but blue birds do i see. sweet dreams, all the night long, nothing but sweet dreams, from now on. Bright smiles come with the sun, lots of sweet bright smiles from my little one.
Whose feet are these? Whose feet are these? I spy ten toes below these knees! Andy wrote, since birth?
You got crud between your toes, and everybody knows that that's where the crud goes! (That's where the crud goes!)
Who's a sweet baby every morning? Who's a strong baby all through the day? Who's a funny baby in the afternoon, well, I love my baby in every way! wrote this at birthish.
Who is the prettiest baby, this world has ever seen? Oh I love Adylene, I love Adylene Olive...
Naked Baby Alert! Whooot! Whoooot! Whoooooot! (repeat)