Kid Rock

Quinn and I started our first music class this morning. He was excited about it even before we went. (Much like he was excited about going trick-or-treating before we even went and before knowing what it was all about.) Anyway, the excitement did not die down in class. He had a blast and was pretty good at listening to the teacher, Miss Jackie. I thought for sure he wouldn't dance or move, because anytime we're at home and we try to dance with him he just says, "no." And he NEVER says "no." He's usually the most agreeable two-year old I know. This program, Kid Rock, was offered through the park district and we had a much better experience then the first class we took there. He had so much fun and talked so much during class - so, he's going to be one of those preschoolers. The ones that want to tell the teacher EVERYTHING and are so excited they have no idea when it's okay to talk and when they need to wait. But then again, maybe he'll mature a bit before he's 4 years old!