Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Performances

Somehow March slipped by us without any pictures being taken. N left us to go with his dad, a move we felt was the right thing.

In April, Rudy's school had it's annual performance. Second grade performed a number of songs in rounds. They did a great job, especially with Frere Jaques, which they sang in French and English.

The second graders coming in.



A close up.


Singing.


After the performance the second graders stayed on the risers for a few minutes so parents could take pictures.




In April, the children's choir sang at church. Rudy and his friend Joe had a solo together (duet?).


Friday, February 12, 2010

Jam Session

What do you do on a snowy day? Have a jam session in the basement!

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Monday, December 21, 2009

Recent Videos

This is really grainy, but it is Rudy showing off his moves on the dance floor as he grooves to The Chipmunks Christmas Song.


And here is Rudy (with Paul accompanying him) playing guitar and singing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Rudyisms

While walking on the boardwalk, Paul and I were reminiscing about getting engaged nearby. We leaned over and kissed each other and Rudy asked “Why you kissing yourself?”

Recently heard “I’m boring.” (Meaning : I’m bored.)

There is a princess sing-a-long video Rudy likes to watch when we are at Chrissy’s house. One of the songs has caught Rudy’s attention recently and he can often be heard singing it: “I want to be like other girls.”

I was putting my socks on this morning and Rudy laughed and said “Your feet is naked.”

While driving past a church we used to attend,
Rudy said: “I miss my old church.”
Me: “You know if we went there, you wouldn’t see Mother Mantelle anymore (our priest). You’d miss her.”
Rudy: “Yes, I love her. She’s sooo cute.”

Talking about his new and old teachers:
“Ms. M and – what’s my old teacher’s name?”
“Ms. J.”
“Yeah, Ms. M and Ms. J. Two misses!”
“Ms. J and – what’s my new teacher’s name?”
“Ms. M”
“Yeah, told you two misses!”
The funniest part is when he started to compare them I thought it would be that their names rhyme or they are both the same race but neither of those facts seemed to enter his mind.

And of course, more religious discussions:
Rudy asked me where Jesus was and I said in heaven with God.
Rudy: “Jesus died?”
Me: “Yes.”
Rudy: “He had a disease?”
Me: “No, some people hurt him.”
Rudy: “Maybe I ask God to make me a monster and I go scare them away so they not hurt him.”