Sunday, January 27, 2008

. . . but where are the dinosaurs?


Sunday afternoon the W, the O, and I went to Krannert Center. The C-U Symphony was performing a family concert with an instrument petting zoo prior to the show provided by the Music Shoppe. The theme was dinosaurs, a natural attraction to our O.

With the success of O's trips to Illini men's basketball games this year we are a little more confident in taking him to other events, knowing (or should I say hoping) that he can make it through the event. With this concert being a Family Concert we figured it to be fairly short. And it was at just over an hour.

The instrument petting zoo was fun. Various instruments were available for the kids to get hands on with. The O stroked a chello, snared a drum, beat a bongo, slid a trombone, although he lacked the oomph to toot the horn, and made like Lionel Hampton on the xylophone. The only thing missing were cymbals. The O loves them and we have a junior pair at home that both boys enjoy daily crashing together. We figured it prepares us as parents for any future attempt at musical instruments to be played under our roof. Bring in da' noise!

The music was outstanding, but the whole dinosaur theme was mostly lost on the kids. More abstract than concrete. We kept trying to tell O to use his imagination to see how the music could sound like dinosaurs. He sort of got it, but about halfway through he exasperatingly turned to us and said, "but where are the dinosaurs?"

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a Judy Collins song"Send in the Dinosaurs" What a wonderful Sunday afternoon. My girls have helped out at some those events showing young musicians how to play their instruments.

Anonymous said...

Tell O he wants to play the trombone someday! Low brass is the best, I swear. So much better than dinosaurs. :-)

Leighann of Multi-Minding Mom said...

Events at Krannert would certainly be more interesting if a giant dinosaur rushed the stage!

Your picture reminded me of "The Relic." I think that was the name of the movie and book. And it's the reason why I will NEVER work at the Field Museum!