Woke up at 4:30 this morning...not feeling so hot...or rather, feeling too hot. Then, with my sneezing, I also managed to wake up little A. P has been sleeping in the guest room so that he can sleep (as A has been tossing, turning and waking frequently with her teething). Since he's been gone, she's actually been sleeping a lot better! So, at 5 a.m., I decided a little 'daddy-time' was called for, and P had to amuse her while I got another hour or so of sleep.
Not sure where I've gotten this cold as I've had so little contact with other people. I guess there are advantages to being socially isolated...
A decided around 8 a.m. that she was exhausted (no surprise there) and decided to catch another 45 minutes of shut-eye. This was a sound decision on her part, as this was our first morning of music class.
Surprise! Surprise! We were late. We left the house with 7 minutes on the clock left to go, and then I decided to take a 'shortcut' which resulted in me having to drive all the way back to the one road I knew, and then follow the map. When we got there, we had missed 1/2 the class.
Clare, the teacher, was lovely. Nursery rhymes sound just so much more lovely when they are sung with a British accent. We were in time to go around the mulberry bush, and to lament the pit-pat of the rain (and yes, there actually were gray skies in Abu Dhabi and bits of rain this morning). My daughter, who loves to sing and dance, sat mutely on my lap and refused to partake in anything. However, she vigilantly observed anything, and made some notes for next week.
On the drive home, A resumed singing. At home, after lunch, she began mimicking Clare's loooooooooooooong and short sounds. Hopefully next week, she'll appear more alive in class, and feel safer to unglue her cute little buttocks from my lap.
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