Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

The Hills Are Alive

There’s a right of passage every parent must go through…the glorious children's concerts. At our daycare, they like to fancy it up by calling it the Winter Gala – which I have to say I appreciate because it does make the whole thing feel pretty special.

First up was Dean. I have no pics or video because it was pretty chaotic, plus he kept trying to hit the other kids with his sparkly red top hat. I know this sounds pretty awesome but I felt too ashamed to record it.

So next up came Cha. I only included his grand entrance, which cracked me up because he just lit up when he saw me (it’s not often that I feel this appreciated).




Then the grand finale. Cole channeled his inner Von Trappe child and belted it out for his fans. I’ll spare you the whole song – it feels like it goes on longer than the actual Sound of Music movie - but here’s a little snippet to whet your whistle.



The good news – they all performed much better than years past when we were pretty much boo’d out of the room for our unruly children. And since I didn’t fess up to the crowd that Dean was mine, no one pointed a finger at the mom with the hat-hitting-kid.

Score one for motherhood.

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Shake It, Shake It Baby

At the end of the school year, Cole's class put on a show. Some highlights included a choreographed dance to Michael Jackson's Thriller, and a group sing-a-long to John Cougar Mellencamp's Jack & Diane led by our pride and joy:







You really can't teach these dancing moves...gotta have it in your blood (I think he inherited his skills from his dad).





Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Domo Arigato Mr. Ro-Cole-O

The first thing Cole said to me this morning was, “Mommy, do you want to see my robot dance?”
I don’t know how he learned it, all I know is that I love it.


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Wrangler

Phil ventured out to the Delaware Children's Museum with the 4 kids. It's pretty cool to see Charlie start to come into his own and hang with the older boys. He's even starting to perfect his wrestling moves, but here they calmly craft.




The poor ballerina in this video is so graceful and elegant...quite the opposite of the Kerper kiddos. At least Cole is trying to keep up with her moves - Ry on the other hand is trying to karate chop her in half.

It's not an easy feat to wrangle four kids ages 5 and under at a museum. Phil said all of the moms kept coming up to him oohing and ahhing over his mad parenting abilities - smooth moves Daddyo.