We celebrated Sekani's birthday at Soundroots School of Modern Music. Upon entering the school, a sign hanging on the shelf stocked with shiny instruments reads, "Please Touch." 
Friends gathered around for the dance party to begin. Rocket Man preparing for dance-off.
Thank you everyone for the thoughtful gifts. They have come at the right time since Sekani has dropped his nap and can now have "quiet time" with the new slew of toys. I'd like to point out the handmade peg board from Lucas. Brilliant. Sekani waits so patiently for me until I'm done playing with it.
Lately my windows and chairs have been squeaky clean. Sekani has entered into my little helper stage. With no prompt from me, he will suddenly commune with the housecleaning fairies and grab our Seventh Generation All Purpose squirt bottle, paper towels and busy himself for 30 minutes. I learned to swap the paper towels for cloth towels after finding a mound of half used damp ones lying next to the empty cardboard roll. Waste or uninterrupted creative flow? I chalked the sacrificial paper towel roll to child exploration and chore training. I love this stage.
