The kid attended his first music "class" today. Held in a medium-sized hall in the back of a church, the "class" was really a playtime session for children age 5 and under, involving music, various simple instruments like bells and drums, and the adult caregivers dancing around and waving their hands in the air, and yelling "whooo" at the end of most of the songs.
I don't mean to sound disparaging; it wasn't a waste of time by any means. But the sounds in that hall reverberated like crazy; and with all the parents jangling their bells and singing in that overly-hearty way that parents adopt when they're trying too hard to have a good time, I was developing a headache after ten minutes. I don't think the little guy was faring much better, as he was turning to me and making protesting noises halfway through the session.
When my son was much younger--2 or 3 months--I could plant him in a little bouncy chair he owned, for a good 15 or 20 minutes, and play the piano for him. Now, I have nowhere to put him while I'm playing; he's long since outgrown the bouncy chair, and the one playpen he has is not easily transportable to the room where the piano is located. But I'm thinking, for my own sake and his, why don't I find some sort of solution and play for him again? (I could put him on the floor, but for various reasons that's not a great option in that particular room...but I'll have to find a solution.)
Children's music isn't fatiguing; but I do find that the way that it's dished out to children, especially babies, can be rather annoying. More on that in the near future.
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