Music Time
Well, we've gotten another foot of snow in the past 2 days thanks to a spring blizzard... so we're inside for several more weeks. But what's better to do on long days inside than make as much noise as possible and have music time?
Obed has learned the fine art of, in his words, "boof." Boof, to Obed, as mentioned in a previous post, can mean bird, poop, spoon, and now it also means to push a button. Here, you'll notice Obed practicing the art of boof on his piano.
Ezra is still fond of the drums, but he also likes to play other instruments like the "fermonitor" (harmonica).
Obed has learned the fine art of, in his words, "boof." Boof, to Obed, as mentioned in a previous post, can mean bird, poop, spoon, and now it also means to push a button. Here, you'll notice Obed practicing the art of boof on his piano.
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That last photo has to be my favorite photo on this whole, entire blog. The drumming pose is good, the hair is great, but the tongue is the best.
Grandpa's instrument was the sousaphone. I suggest you get them one.
FERMONITOR! Awesome!!!!!!
Remember when he called an escalator the "escalavamator"? (or something like that)...that stuck in our house for about a year.
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