Every Friday morning Mom and I are on the move to make it out of the house in time for our morning music class at the clubhouse.  I’ve been attending music class since I was 5 months old (wow, a whole month has gone by) and I really love it.  I am the littlest peanut in the class so I’m a little behind the pack of crawlers and first walkers but that’s okay.  I love looking at all the other kids and some even crawl up to me so we can check each other out.  Andy, our music teacher is fabulous. He comes up from the city to entertain us  and I’m so glad he does.  Mom can’t say enough good things about him and our class.  Boy is she right!  I’m having a blast rockin’ out to all the new baby songs I’m learning plus I’m being exposed to some of the timeless songs that have transcended the generations.  I absolutely love that we start out each class with “Sing A Song”, it’s definitely one of my favorite songs.  Mom sings it to me all week long and it reminds me of all the fun we have.  Andy brings lots of shakers, wave drums, puppets and other toys for us to shake, rattle and roll with was we groove to the music.  He’s such a great guitar player that we are all mesmirized.  He keeps all his fun toys in a big black suitcase which I’m excited to crawl up to once I learn how to be mobile.  I see all the other boys and girls piqued with curiosity about this big black bag on wheels that I can’t wait to be able to get up close and check it out for myself.  Friday is definitely my favorite day of the week!