Miss M

This morning she came rushing out of the bedroom, excitedly yelling, "Swan Lake! Mommy, it's Swan Lake!" I went back to the bedroom, and, sure enough, Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake was playing on the radio. I'm amazed - she's seen the Nutcracker live a couple of times, seen the ballet on TV a lot and heard the CD all Christmas, so it doesn't nsurprise me when she recognizes it (lately she can correctly pick out Snow, Hot Chocolate and the Arabian dance), and we did a whole term of Mozart so I'm not surprised when she recognizes him, but she hasn't heard Swan Lake more than a few times.

Oh, and this morning she proudly showed me how she figured out how to work the child-proof cabinet latches. It may be time to install double latches on a few of the cabinets. I'm not ready for her to be able to get into any of the cabinets she feels like playing in.