Andrew's imagination makes play much more fun. He drove into Grampa's office, which he calls Motorola and checked the parking lot for Grampa's white car. He spotted it, stopped his car and got out to literally pick Grampa up and put him in the trunk of his car. He then returned to the spot Grampa's imaginary car was parked and shut Grampa's door. After returning to his own car he told imaginary Grampa, "Let's go get lunch."
Nathan still enjoys being pushed around in his car, even though he can make it go on his own. I have always marveled at his ab strength to hold his feet off the ground, as I spin him around corners and go flying down the hallway. I would be in much better shape if I followed his example. I would try it, if I could get Grampa to drive me around the house. This week, you can see he discovered an easier way to keep his feet out of the way. He can pedal his own tricycle now, too.
This is making me very nervous. I was counting on a few piano players from the next generation. I remember when Matt chose to play the drums. It took a long time before I agreed to it. Terry reminded me that I told my students' parents, "you have to let them choose the instrument they want to play." I still believed that was true, but I meant that the child should choose a REAL instrument. In my mind, that required an instrument that could play a melody. I also remember that immediately after purchasing the drum set, I asked what I could buy, so I wouldn't have to hear them.
I still have the drums in my basement and am waiting for Matt to take them to his house for his son!
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