As we were having dinner yesterday, Hannah was sitting in her infant-toddler seat, quietly playing with the toys hanging over her head, batting at them with her hands and fingers, and cooing softly.
And then suddenly, when Pete and I were in mid-conversation, we heard that oh-so-familiar melody of Old MacDonald coming from Hannah’s direction. When the cord attached to the little cow in the middle is pulled, the song would play. Ethan was playing with his fridge phonics in the kitchen at that time, so he couldn’t have pulled it. 😛
I turned to look at Hannah, and her hand was firmly gripping the cord holder, making sweet nursery rhyme music. That was all it took for me to start applauding.