Monday, September 21, 2009


Caleb is so funny and has gotten to where all we have to do is start driving down Dixieland Rd. and he starts saying "" or just "class, class, class". Typically on Sunday mornings he also has to hold both mine and David's hand to walk across the parking lot and if one of us isn't already holding his hand he reaches up to us and says "hand". It's very funny because this is the only place were it's part of his routine to feel like he needs to hold our hand when he walks in. David took the camera with him last week and captured some of Caleb's time in class. Here are a few pictures of him playing on a little toy piano and composing a little song.

Putting a few finishing touches on your song.
Viola! Proud of your finished product.

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