I never want to be that blogger who portrays life as one peachy world where everything goes as planned and nothing ever goes awry. And to give you a perfect example of that, I'll tell you that today's Teaching Your Children Joy activity was met with absolutely no enthusiasm by my boys or the friends they had over. None. At all.
We were supposed to listen to different styles of music and encourage expressive dancing and movement based on what we were hearing. I found the CD channels on my tv and gathered them all in to our small living room. They pretended to care for about the first 15 seconds. Then they were all bumping into each other and complaining that the song was boring. Beck insisted he could be a car that was dancing and started running all over "vroom-ing" loudly. He knocked Peyton over. Peyton started crying. The younger of our two friends disappeared into the bedroom to find more toys. The older friend stood staring at me like I was crazy.
Today nobody in my house wanted to be dancing. This is what they did want to be doing...
And so that is what we did.