Hello world!
It turns out that I couldn't write and rehearse for my opera scenes at the same time. I've been busy, blogosphere, very busy. Since I've been gone, I've sung, a lot. I've run, a little (just emerging from being burnt out on two less than stellar marathons). I've rehearsed... a lotter. But who cares about that. Bean has said lots of exciting things. Here's a sampling:
"Oh goodness, Look a bug!"
"das a mandaid" ("that's a bandaid")
"sing a tractor, throw the water" (two of his favorite things, and yes, he sang that and it was pretty much the sole lyrics to his lovely, albeit musically rambling song.)
Two is a challenging age, but the consolation prize is it's also hilarious.
"Oh goodness, Look a bug!"
"das a mandaid" ("that's a bandaid")
"sing a tractor, throw the water" (two of his favorite things, and yes, he sang that and it was pretty much the sole lyrics to his lovely, albeit musically rambling song.)
Two is a challenging age, but the consolation prize is it's also hilarious.
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