...but this is the best I can do right now...for a post.
This is what my mind is thinking about, at least on the back burner, 99.9% of the time. Yes, even when I'm sleeping...I dream about finding great research articles.
I'm kind of a nerd. But this is pretty exciting stuff. I'll probably let a lot of it go in about 3 and a half weeks. For now though, these are my thoughts...
The Formation of Musical Identity
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, July 05, 2010
One of my favorite sounds.
Sophie's happy sleepy voice. (while laying on her pillow tonight...)
"Mama, I yun-you-a hole my hee-ann." (translation: Mama, I want you to hold my hand.)
It's impossible to resist. So I hold her tiny fingers...all wrapped around my thumb. For a long while. And all the time I'm thinking about how lucky I am...how fleeting and wonderful is this moment.
And when I finally say, "okay, Sophie, it's time to go to sleep now"...
...and she says, "Mama, hole my hee-ann peas?"...
...and I say, "I will, Sophie..in the morning when you wake up."
...she just flutters her sleepy eyes, smiles and sighs, "okay."
Sometimes, bed time is perfect.
"Mama, I yun-you-a hole my hee-ann." (translation: Mama, I want you to hold my hand.)
It's impossible to resist. So I hold her tiny fingers...all wrapped around my thumb. For a long while. And all the time I'm thinking about how lucky I am...how fleeting and wonderful is this moment.
And when I finally say, "okay, Sophie, it's time to go to sleep now"...
...and she says, "Mama, hole my hee-ann peas?"...
...and I say, "I will, Sophie..in the morning when you wake up."
...she just flutters her sleepy eyes, smiles and sighs, "okay."
Sometimes, bed time is perfect.
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