Month: May 2016

Spring Recital

Leilani sang really nicely at the Mother’s Day Recital








Our Pets

Jet

Jahi

Breakfast: They all eat yoghurt with milk, most mornings

Julie lost her bed (nobody stands up to Bennu)

“It’s boring here, at least feed us.”

Bennu was born at the Home Depot. Strong smells (solvent, mint, paint, in this case 92% alcohol) remind him of his childhood. He’ll roll in it, and sometimes try to eat it. It landed him in the emergency room once already after he had tried to eat jeweler’s glue.

Julie tried to pick a fight with a pig.Thanks to Dr Haas she survived, and we are not broke after a 2 hour operation Friday at 5pm. Note the scar on all subsequent pictures.

Where’s the breakfast?
















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Oh Tannenbaum

A bit late for Christmas… but I just got the Christmas Recital DVD a few weeks ago…

in case the videos don’t play click on youtube in the lower right of the screen, that will work for sure

And a bonus video :-)

My Favorite Things

Leilani’s first recital: Oh my Darling Clementine

Leilani watched it for the first time after almost a year and commented, for this song you should always have a slight cold, or find something to cry about shortly before (Sonja adds: So the audience gets how sad the text really is, as it’s usually sung like a happy song… Clementine drowns, and in a verse Leilani left out her dad commits suicide as he can’t get over the death of his child… but according to Wikipedia it is obvious that the song is in fact a tongue-in-cheek parody of a sad ballad.)

In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.

Refrain:
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

2. Light she was, and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

4. Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

5. Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
But alas, I was no swimmer,
Neither was my Clementine.

11. How I missed her, how I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
Til I kissed her little sister,
And forgot my Clementine

She had started singing lessons just a month or so before the recital, and was asked to participate just 2 weeks before… and Clementine was one of the few long enough songs Leilani knew at that time.