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| 55 Weeks |
You haven't lived until you've seen a room full of 1-year-olds taking turns strumming an adult's guitar with a pic the size of a plate. ("Taking turns" being relative to 1-year-old manners.) We accompanied Ren to a music class for babies. (I know, a first-world luxury.) There, we learned to keep a beat on a bongo, share by asking with a palm facing up, and that we shouldn't greet a stranger by grabbing her nose. (Explains why I'm awkward at office parties.) Being in the presence of other children in an educational setting gave Ren a chance to see that it's ok to stand without help and not everyone within seven feet of him must give him applause. (Another lesson for Mommy and Daddy.) Are we the only parents who hope our child starts a kindergarten punk band named Julie Andrews?
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