Music School

"Hey Ellie, wake up...it's time to go to Music School," whispered Mason.

Last week we had the pleasure of attending the Education Through Music (ETM) workshop with Josh.  Mason was invited to participate in the observation classes with Josh each morning. This  gave us a change of scenery each day.  It also got us all up early and moving out of the house before 8:30 each morning.  We would trek over to Sacramento State to the music building and drop Josh off for the morning session, then go get breakfast and return for the children's session. The trip was filled with many attractions, crossing the bridge and "two rivers" (Mason could actually see the river under both sides of the bridge, so he thought it was two rivers and would announce it each time we passed.) We also went through several "tree tunnels" and went by the train tracks.  "Could we ride on that one?" Mason asked the first day when we saw a freight train. When I said no, he of course asked, "Why?" I told him it was a freight train and not a passenger train.  He proceeded to tell me this information every time we saw another train. 

After class our first day, we decided to venture out and return with a picnic lunch to share with Daddy on his break.  The trees near the music building are amazingly huge redwoods which provided a peaceful, shady spot for our lunch.  The busy morning wore the kids out and they were asleep as I pulled into the parking garage.  Luckily, our enormous stroller could still hold the sleeping Mason as well as all the picnic gear, so we were off to meet Daddy.  

Bringing a picnic to Daddy takes a lot out of a tiny month old Ellie...

..and a mighty, two and a half year old Mason.  Mommy didn't mind so much, she had a mini-date picnic.