Our kids LOVE music. Or "musgic" as Luke would say. They go to sleep with Pandora on their iPads every night (unless they've lost the iPad/music as punishment;).
Occasionally (as in nearly every night) we get a concert. Mostly from the boy. His room is on one end of the house and we can usually hear him singing on the other end.
Tonight he was belting out Blessed Be Your Name (until he realized I was watching).
Occasionally (as in nearly every night) we get a concert. Mostly from the boy. His room is on one end of the house and we can usually hear him singing on the other end.
Tonight he was belting out Blessed Be Your Name (until he realized I was watching).
And, yes, he is still in a baby bed. We fully intend to move him into a "big bed" when we move into our new house, but for now he doesn't climb out (I know, shocker!) and it works for us. And so far the only person to make fun of him has been his "Granny" Ashley K. ;)