Soooo---- we’re all set to drive to Hurst Methodist church this morning for the class there.
Let me rewind—Lilly was originally signed up to go to the class w/ her momma. Nki decided she needed to teach Summer school , so we were tapped to enjoy Kindermusik with Lilly. From what I understand, this is a program which a child may take each year for about 6- aimed at their level of maturity to teach them to participate in and enjoy music (http://www.artschild.com/) thereby becoming complete learners.
We’ll pick her up this morning at the day care, and drive her to Hurst (I’m sure we can find it, we have very specific directions and we have Sara –my van’s GPS.) This is one of the major challenges of moving to the CITY--- finding one’s way around without getting TOO lost.
Hours later---
Before we were to pick Lily up, we headed to a post office to mail a VERY important packet for the Brownwood Arts council. We didn’t know this little side trip would take 25 minutes, or we might have done it later. That particular post office didn’t open til 8:30 and there were 5 folks ahead of Nick. As he got in the car to head to day care we already decided that we’d be late to Kindermusik, but just a little. With no problems we got there and retrieved Lily and headed out for Hurst. Our directions were very good, traffic was light and we were just going to be a LITTLE late. We found the church, and our hearts sank---it was ENORMOUS/ GIGANTIC AND HUGE all rolled into one. Several buildings with lots of cars in various parking lots. We headed in, found the main office, asked a secretary where Kindermusik was being held and she looked confused. She looked on a sheet and said room 121. She then started---“you know where the sanctuary is… kind of routines” I said I knew where NOTHING WAS and that we were late. A young man who worked there, I think, Ben, offered to take me there. We went up stairs, and down corridors and finally found room 121- LOCKED. He phoned the office (cell phones are great) and found out that the teacher had called in late and that yes, indeed, the class was supposed to be in room 121. Ben opened the room, turned the lights on and away he went. We were thinking, yea, we're not really late. Nick and Lily and I played for 25 minutes and gave up and tried to find our way out of the maze. It took awhile and with help from a kind gentleman, We FINALLY found our way out and found the van, loaded Lily and drove home.
We found out later-- after we told Nki that there was no class, that the class in Hurst didn’t make either, and they forgot to phone her to let her know. So---:::sigh::: no Kindermusik for Lily--- at least not this week.
She is now asleep in our playpen with too many toys after having a lunch of pumpkin/apple babyfood, crackers, and jello. Lots of adventures for one day.
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