My husband, who took guitar lessons a couple of years ago, got out his guitar after dinner on a humid evening last week. The song that came out of his mouth was improvised and hysterical (something about family members and being on the potty). Funny how kids take to music so well--they first began by dancing and then found instruments from around the house to join their Daddy in the music-making. Then, before we knew it, a block village was being erected at the feet of their father. A wordless transition and an amazing one at that. For me, it was a real-life, right before my eyes example of the ways which creativity begets creativity.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
One Summer Night
My husband, who took guitar lessons a couple of years ago, got out his guitar after dinner on a humid evening last week. The song that came out of his mouth was improvised and hysterical (something about family members and being on the potty). Funny how kids take to music so well--they first began by dancing and then found instruments from around the house to join their Daddy in the music-making. Then, before we knew it, a block village was being erected at the feet of their father. A wordless transition and an amazing one at that. For me, it was a real-life, right before my eyes example of the ways which creativity begets creativity.
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Just beautiful!
What a sweet moment!! Music provides such a connection to one another and inspiration! You are making such sweet family memories!
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