AABBA

Sometimes just to entertain myself, I'll google some crazy thing.  Something like AABBA.  It happens to be the melody pattern for Old MacDonald Had a Farm, but now I also know -- or was reminded -- it is the rhyming pattern for a limerick.  Maybe we'll save Limericks for next St Patrick's Day.

Speaking of Old Mac and his farm, we did a splendid job playing together this morning.  I was thinking of saying "bang up" but sometimes colloquialisms lend a suggestion one doesn't really want to make -- really, really!

Update on the continuing evolution of how I see We Bee Makin' Music:  Before the class started, I was certain that I didn't want headphones for the keyboards.  I blithely believed that I wanted to be able to hear every single note my little song scholars played.  After the first day, I made a rule that headphones must be plugged in unless / until I gave The Order to unplug them.  And, you've guessed it, we're right back where we started from.  No more headphones plugged in.  That way when somebody thinks that listening to a Jazz Demo is more exciting that Farmer Mac and all his quacking ducks -- and it is -- I'll know about it.  I know about it Right Now!

Picture this:  Big Ol' Smile on my face.  Happy, happy kindergarten teacher voice (sorry to all you k-teachers).  "Oops, let's get our keyboards back to Grand Piano."  

Best Day Ever!