Music Time

Friday mornings during term time are reserved for Tobey's 'Music Time' classes. Quoting the class literature, it's basically a pre-school class consisting of "singing, finger rhymes, tickling songs, action songs and games, dancing, composing, improvisation and playing percussion instruments...". My intention was for Tobey to socialise, to be exposed to group activities and learn skills like sharing and following instructions.

Here's the boy having just woken up and taken his shower, watching a spot of cartoon before breakfast...


...plus some 'dancing to the music' session..kekeke

During the class (actually nowadays in general), it's almost impossible to take a nice still picture of him. He would either run to grab hold of the camera or busy doing something which requires rapid movement from him. Most of my pics looks like this nowadays...

another 'stolen snap'

Today's class was about underwater world. We used crafted sea creatures as props as we sang. We learned about waves, sound of the sea and all that. One of the activity today required the kids to walk in a circle through seaweed and soap bubbles. This is the first time Tobey saw soap bubbles floating up and around him. He was ecstatic. Just stood in the midst of the bubbles, trying to pop as many as he could with his face all litted up and refused to keep walking. I had to literally drag him away so that the kid behind him could have a go. The bubble making machine is one amazing machine (to a mummy). So simple yet brings so much fun!

Tired after class (notice the smiley sticker in the middle? He got that for being a good boy :))

Tobey still has a long way to learn about sharing and waiting for his turn. Other kids (he's the youngest as the music teacher and I decided that he's more suitable in a toddler class rather than a baby class) has already understood and mastered these abilities. When it's time to pass a toy to another kid, they will stand up and do so happily. Tobey would hold on to the toy with all his might and I'll have to peel his fingers off them. Then he would point at that toy and grunt as a signal for me to get it for him for the next minute. Hopefully, by attending more group activities like this would help him learn these important basic skills.

He's also going through a stage where if he doesn't get what he asked for (or pointed at), he will wail his lungs out and is face will look like a red pill. It's been so difficult to make him understand that he can't have everything he set eyes on. But I think we are painstakingly making some progress finally *fingers crossed* (more about that later)