The week that passed: Vic's JMC and William's communication

Last Tuesday I brought Victoria for her long awaited, Yamaha Music School New Junior Music Class (NJMC). We were stuck in the traffic jam due to the slight rain earlier, and admittedly Mummy entered LDP on the wrong part from our house and had to make a detour. Some parents and their kids were late as well (I knew this as I called the school on the way to notify them that we were delayed due to the heavy traffic) but by the time we arrived, it was 20 minutes late and we were of course the last to arrive.

However, Victoria didn't need a warm up as she immediately took to the class. It's great and probably the pap talk prior to that worked. We told her that if she doesn't join in or follow what the teacher says, then she will end up a spectator and not have any fun. I think she's naturally interested in music, just need to bring her out of her shell. She still reminds me that she wants to learn the drums, and smartly tells me "Why don't, Mummy... I start with the drums first... then..." Or at another time, she will change her mind and say she start with the guitar first.

The brilliant thing about what happened was Victoria actually sang aloud, solo, when it was her turned up in front. There are 5 boys, and 3 girls including herself. A few of the boys are quite funny, and one started pointing to another's teeth during the group singing in front of the class, saying, "Hey... I can see your teeth" and then when they became noisy, the teacher asked where was the noise coming from, one cheeky fler pointed at the window behind him, "From there!"

After the lesson, Vic spent a good 15minutes or so playing with the showroom drums, guitars, bass. She even told me that the next time we go, we bring our own drumstick (her toy ones) because the school kept away the real ones.

On another note, William has been more consistent in his "signing" to us when we communicate. He nods his head when he answers us in agreement, and shakes his head when he doesn't want something. He gives flying kisses and waves goodbye, and does what we tells him to, sometimes, eg keep the remote, close the drawer.

He's also getting bored with his porridge and wants our food.