conversations with Mack

Mack was playing with some of Dolly's "little" toys, which she has many of. Jeremy asked Mack is that a mighty bean? Mack says yes it's a mighty bean....... Then he says no..IT'S A MIGHTY BEAN!!!  Waving his arm high in the air like it was some grand toy that needed praise. Poppy asked is it an alien mighty bean? Mack says yes. Jeremy says Mack...... what planet are YOU from? and without a missing a beat Mack says Uranus...........

conversation with Jeremy n Jinny

It was the end of the evening on Dolly's birthday. It was a very crazy and NOISY day. Half the family left and half was still there. Jeremy and Jinny, Mack and Dolly and I were sitting in the front room. Mack and Dolly were being their usual crazy and strange selves. Sometimes you just have to shake your head and wonder why they are the way they are? Seriously, they are not all together there.
Jeremy says: You know mom, Dolly has lived with you all of her life and Mack has lived with you at least half of his life....maybe your the common denominator here.
I just looked at him with my mouth open and was at a lost for words.
Then Jinny pipes up and says: And you know Timmy isn't much better and he has lived with you most of his life too. (hes 29 going on 18)
I then began wacking her with a stuffed teddy bear.
Then I said unfortunately you could be right.
Imagine the uproar of laughter that broke out at that point :)

you can't put a horse in a present

Spent the afternoon at the ranch with Shawn. There are two puppies still looking for homes and naturally the one who is not so shy, found Dolly. It followed her every where she went much to her total happiness. She said Shawnie I want this puppy for a Christmas present.
When we got home she showed poppy the video of the puppy. She told poppy I want this puppy for a Christmas present. Poppy said I'm surprised you didn't say you wanted a horse for Christmas.

She told him, with her arms stretched out, sassy and very dignified, you can't put a horse in a present poppy..................

conversations with dolly

Nanny come here and hold my eye.
What?
Come here and hold my eye for me, I can't do this.
I go to see what in the world she is talking about and she is sitting in her little chair with a kalediscope. She is holding it up to her eye with one hand and turning it with the other and has both eyes open.
She hasn't mastered the art of closing just one eye yet.
Tell you what, how about if I turn it for you and you can hold your eye.
Okay nanny.
So she puts one hand over her eye, holds the tube with her other hand and I turn the end of it around.

Wow..... that's really pretty nanny...........cool!

Pie baking mishap

Making lemon meringue pies for grandpa's birthday....yummy! Dolly decides to climb up at the bar to see what is going on and to maybe get a "lick" of something yummy. She slips and her WHOLE are lands in the pie. Oh I am so so sorry Nanny, I am so so sorry. How sweet. It's okay, no worries. I can smooth it out I just can't fix the part where the crust slid down to well but it will be okay. I put the second pie in the over to get brown and started cleaning up and then I realized one very important thing. I FORGOT TO BAKE THE CRUST FIRST!!! Oh well, we will just have to eat the pies and leave the crust, dang it! And they look so prett too. Big sigh.

church songs dolly style

Dolly loves to sing and she loves loves loves music. This means she always stayes for praise and worship at church before she goes to the nursery. Now you might not think that a 3 year old is really paying attention to the songs but Dolly is. I catch her all through the week singing songs from church. I hear the melody and I know exactly what she is singing, however the words get a little confusing for her. So I want to share *Dolly's version* with you.
The chorus goes ...... I will trust in You --- I will trust in You --- I will turst in You, with all my heart.
Dolly's version --- I will just say boo --- I will just say boo --- I will just say boo, it theres a fight. We have been working on that one and poppy convinced her it was I will trust in You, so she says Ima trust in You --- close enough.
The chorus goes ..... My saviour lives
Dolly's version --- My sailor lives. Working on that one too.
The chorus goes..... I am free to run, I am free to dance, I am free to live for you.
Dolly's version --- I am free to run, I am free to dance, I am free just for you. Letting that one alone, it's to cute.
The one she NEVER EVER gets wrong is ..... Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God forever. Take my life and let it be all for you and for Your glory take my life and let it be yours. Every word of that one she gets correct and she really belts that one out loud. And she tells me, Nanny that songs sometimes makes me cry.

Jesus was traveling through a village and all the little children were flocking around Him. His diciples were trying to shoo them away saying don't bother the Master. And Jesus told them, No, let the little children come unto me..........

4 things to make you smile

1. While shopping at Walmart Dolly found a little baby doll she wanted, while we were checking out the man at the register scanned the doll and put it in a bag all by itself and handed it to

Dolly with a smile. She said "I think I'm starting to like this guy".

2. Dolly was taking a bubble bath the other night. She was gassy and tooted (a very long toot) and a trail of bubbles left the rear end of her and floated along the top of the water. She turned around and saw them, took her finger and popped them, smelled her finger and said "it doesn't stink".

3. Dolly woke up from a nap in a grouchy mood. Ugh! Hate when that happens. I tried to counter act it, and using my saddest face, by telling her one of my chickens had died. She wanted to see it but I told her she couldn't. She got madder. I said "but I really need a hug because I am sad that my chicken died". She said, " why nanny, you still got a whole bunch of them out there!".

4. Mack gave Dolly a wrestling figure. For whatever reason his mouth is open wide like he is yelling. After studying if for a long time she looked at me and said " looks like he is ready to see the dentist".

The Biggest Egg Ever

Went to collect eggs this evening after dinner. Scot and Dolly decided to go outside for a little while too and brave the heat. As they were playing with the remote control truck I had my little wicker basket in hand. I collected a few eggs earlier and figured I wouldn't get many eggs anyways. It's way too hot !!! So I go in the chicken house and I see one lonely egg lying there all by itself. I got closer and my mouth dropped open and I scooped up, ever so carefully, the biggest egg I have ever seen. It filled my whole hand. I put it in the basket and hurried to get the feed in the tray so I could show it to Scot. It's like some super mega chicken egg that looks impossible for a chicken to deposit. I held it up high and said look at this. He said holy smokes! I hurried up to where he was so he could get a better look at it. He started laughing and asked if I checked the chickens butt that it came out of, I said I wonder which one layed this? I hurried and collected a few eggs out of the other chicken yard. My mind is still in astonishment over this mega egg! I hurried in the house to show Timmy. I said look at this egg!! He looked at it and said man that's a big egg. I said no one can eat this egg for a few days because I have to show this to everyone I know! They won't believe it, I can't believe it! I am going to post pictures on my Facebook so everyone can see this. I hurried (notice I am hurring alot, that's the excitement) to the phone and called my neighbor. Hey Jesse, I got a dozen eggs for you if you will come to the fence and I have to show you this giant egg one of my chickens laid. You won't believe it. I grabbed a dozen of eggs and took my little wicker basket and waited at the fence for him. I loved the expression on his face when he looked at it. That's a big egg! Big as a turkey egg! I went back to Scot and Dolly who was now getting ready to go swimming in her little pool. I have to go show this to Katrina (my other neighbor). She has chickens and she won't believe this when she sees it. By then Timmy comes out of the house and him and Scot look at each other with big grins on their faces. Timmy looks at me with the oh yeah, I am so guilty smirk look on his face. I ask.... did you put that egg in there? He bust out laughing and I said where did you get that egg from? It's a goose egg from down town. Oh Timmy !!! By then we are all laughing. Scot said I am glad he finally told you before you hit the entire neighborhood. I had nothing to do with this but I have to admit it was a pretty good joke. What am I going to do with this egg now I ask? Timmy says, put it back and let one of your chickens hatch it. That would be perfect but none of them are sitting right now. But Katrina has an incubator and I could ask her what she thinks. So I headed off to her house and again, if you could have seen her face when I showed it too her. She wanted to know if I had an ostrich I was hiding at my house. I told her the story and she laughed. She suggested to candle it and if something is growing in there it's probably hot enough to hatch on it's own. So I stuck it back in the nest box and I think when Mack comes to visit me tomorrow I will send him out to see if there are any eggs ...... I haven't seen Timmy smile and be so happy with himself in a long time. Two thumbs up for you Timmy, this IS the best one ever.

conversations with dolly

what will she think of next?

Dolly: nanny why do I always have to swallow this spit?

Me: a moment of duh? how to answer this one... because that's the way our bodies are made

Dolly: oh, do you have to always swallow your spit?

Me: yes

Dolly: oh, and does poppy have to always swallow his spit?

Me: yes

Dolly: oh, well I'm just gettin tired of always swallowin this spit!

I can't wait until she ask me where babies come from and how did they get there..........

conversations with dolly

Dolly and Madison were swimming in her little pool yesterday. Dolly somehow discovered to hold her breathe and put her whole face under the water and move around on her belly "swimming". Madison started doing it too. Their hair was splayed all around their heads as they were doing this, and I praised them for their bravery.

Me: Oh Dolly I have to get my camera to video this wonderful new trick! Be good for one minute while I go in the house and get the camera.

I couldn't find the camera anywhere, it must be in the truck which Scot took today.

Me: Dolly I can't find the camera, I am sorry I can't video you guys.

Dolly: (with attitude) Nanny, well just use your phone camera!

How does a three year old get so smart about technology?

sometimes it just happens

You know sometimes stuff just happens. Like just the other day I went to mom's house to help her out. They had their house insulated and it was super dusty and furniture was pushed every where and it was a little bit like moving day inside the house. So Dolly and I went to help rescue them. And there they were looking tired, dusty, and sweaty. Grandpa had his wet rag in hand and grandma had the vacumn ready to suck up more dust. So after I figure out where I needed to start and where they had ended I was ready to get busy. I happen to start at the dinning room window which is where they left off at. I grabbed the vacumn cleaner and was ready to start sucking dust with the attachment when 'IT' happened. It just escaped and I couldn't stop it! Mom is saying let me come help you and I said no no just stay there I got it. But she didn't head my warning and she walked right into the cloud of it. As she wrinkled up her nose and looked at me I smiled sheepishly and said I tried to warn you. What did you eat, oh my gosh Sheila ! Hey sometimes it just happens. I am still laughing about it to this day. It was a funny inncodent and yes, I am human just like all of you reading this. You know that it has happened to you before. Maybe you just got away with it. Well, that time I didn't. And it was the peppers and oninos I had the day before. :)

conversations with dolly

We were at Wednesday night bible study and Dolly was sitting close to me rubbing my knee

Dolly: Nanny can you get me some little tweezers so I can take these thorns out of your knee

I leaned close to her and said , those are not thorns I need to shave my legs ....................

conversations with dolly

I was giving Dolly a bath and poppy came to the door and started turning the light on and off and on and off.........

Dolly: poppy are you doing the strobe light?

Poppy: the strobe light?

I tell him that daddy does that all the time and taught her that word

Poppy left chuckling

Dolly: daddy always does that too

Me: I know he does

Dolly: Nanny do you do the strobe light?

Me: No I don't do things like that

Dolly: Only boys do stuff like that

Me: that's right they do

Dolly: and boys have yucky germs too

Me: yes they do !!

Dolly: except poppy......... he just has poppy germs

conversations with dolly

Se had a yard sale on Saturday and Dolly and Grandma were sitting in the drive-way chatting.

Dolly: grandma can Sampson come out of the yard and play with me?

Grandma: Oh no, he would run out in the road and get hurt and then I would be so sad if I didn't have my Sampson

Dolly: Well, we have three dogs you can have one of them

Grandma: I can? well who would you give grandma?

Dolly: but well, you can have stinky old Noah grandma.................

conversations with dolly

Last evening I went outside to clean up my truck and get the car seat, Scot and I are switching vehicles today. When I came back in the house they (Scot and Dolly) were in the bathroom.

Me: what's going on in here?

Dolly: I did a big poop and poppy is wiping my butt

Me: that's a good girl dolly!

Just a few minutes later she comes running to me

Dolly: nanny I think I have a little bit of poop in my underwear, just a little bit, are you still happy with me?

Me: well let's go see, maybe poppy didn't wipe it good enough

He didn't

Me: that poppy needs a little more practice

Dolly: maybe when poppy grows up to be an old lady like you he can do it better.................

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that is why she is so precious to me

One evening we were getting ready to go out to eat dinner. Dolly LOVES to go to restaurants! She didn't have a nap that day and I knew she was tired so I only hoped that she wouldn't get cranky, or worse, fall asleep when it was time to go. She was lying on my bed watching me get ready. I was fixing my hair and putting on some make up. I turned to look at her and asked, are you getting sleepy? She nodded her head yes and I said, no, you can't get sleepy now we have to leave soon. She grinned a big sweet grin at me and said I love you Nanny. I smiled and said I love you too Dolly. I turned to finish and then 2 minutes later I turned again and she was curled up fast asleep. And that is why she is so precious to me.

conversations with Dolly

This morning we were on our way (very early) to deliver brownies to the church for a lunch at the college. As we were driving in town we had this conversation

Dolly: where are we going Nanny?

Me: to the church to take these brownies

Dolly: can I go in the big church with you?

Me: we are not going in the big church, we are going to the church office

Dolly: Oh, will God and Jesus be there?

Me: No they won't be

Dolly: where are they?

Me: they are way up in the sky, in heaven

Dolly: do they have a little tiny church up there?

Me: Oh no! they have a big,big,big beautiful church in heaven

Dolly: Oh, can we go there too?

Me: yes we can, some day

conversations with dolly

We were eating dinner and Dolly had her fill, so she starts "fooling around" which is what she always does.

Poppy: you need to get down if you are done or sit down if you are going to eat

Dolly continues to "fool around"

Poppy: do I need to spank you Dolly?

Dolly: yeah!

Poppy: you want me to spank you?

Dolly: yes I do

Poppy: I am going to spank you if you don't stop

Dolly: ok, come let's go

she is getting out of the chair now

Dolly: come on Poppy, lets go

She is off running to her room

Poppy is slowly in persuit

Poppy: where is that little girl?

Dolly: I am under the bed --- look in the closet

conversations with dolly

Dolly has an addiction to tic-tacs. It's what she always ask for as soon as we get into any vehicle, she has to have a tic-tac.

Dolly: can I have another tic tac nanny?
Me: no you have had enough already
Dolly: I better not eat to many or I might get a tummy ache and shoot bubbles out of my little hiney butt in the bath tub, and we don't want that to happen do we nanny?
Me:laughing, laughing, laughing, you are really something else Dolly
Dolly: yes I am nanny

shaving in the pick up line at school

Most days I pick Mack up after school. Normally I park and walk to the school and hang around with all the other parents waiting for the bell to ring. However, since winter has come (and boy has it come this year) I just get in the pick up line. If Dolly is with me we have "interesting" conversations. If she is home napping with Daddy in charge I sit and people watch. It's fun and interesting.

There are women who walk up the road with a cell phone attached to their ear and on the way back down the road the cell phone is still attached to their ear. The child is patiently waiting and looking up at her waiting to tell her all about her day at school, but she keeps on talking. Parents come with their coats zipped up to their chins, hats and gloves, hunching their shoulders because they are cold. On the way back down the road with their child the parent is still hunched from the cold and the childs coat is unzipped flapping in the breeze as they are smiling and chatting away. One man periodically "drags" a little boy because he gets limp as a noodle as soon as he has to hold hands. The kid just hangs there, knees dragging on the ground face looking at the street. The man stands there for quite some time not sure what to do. Guess he doesn't want to really drag him and guess he doesn't really want to spank him in public. Eventually the kid stands errect and not very willingly trods off all downcast and sad because he has to hold hands. Other parents are smiling and holding hands with their children, chatting happily about the days events. Same parents and kids, same scenerio nearly every day. It's funny.

Today while I was in line, alone, passing the time, people watching, the guy in front of me was sitting in his truck SHAVING. No kidding! I actually saw him dip his razor in what I presume was a glass of water. He was talking on his cell phone with one hand and shaving with the other. Maybe he has a hot date after school? But that tops the most interesting thing I have ever seen while sitting in the pick up line at school..............

angels wings and hurdles

Life can, and will throw you all kinds of stuff. Good stuff, fun stuff, sad stuff, bad stuff. Stuff, consumes our life every minute of every day. What happens to all that stuff? Sometimes it piles up. It becomes a big mountain of stuff! What can we do with all that stuff? We can get a shovel and start digging our way out. But where to begin? If we start at the bottom of the mountain all the "stuff" comes crashing down on us. If we start at the top we see no way to the bottom.

I rather picture a field of green beautiful grass, and trees gently blowing in the breeze. Colorful fragrant flowers dotting the landscape. Butterflies fluttering about and even honey bees gathering pollen to make honey. Birds singing there songs from the trees. Before me I see hurdles. They are not hurdles that are to high to get over, reasonable height, reasonable lengths apart from each other. The course awaits me and there is no one with a starters pistol pointing at the air saying, on your mark, get set, go! It's not a race to compete with others. It's my own personal race in life. I can go at my own speed. Faster on this stretch, slower on this one. I can't see the end of the race. I have no idea what lies over that hill, or that turn. I just know that I have to get on my best running shoes and begin. I need to get down on one knee (or maybe both) and say a prayer to my almighty saviour to guide me, lift me up, and help me along the way.

With a sigh and a deep breathe I can begin now. As I approach the hurdle the adrenaline starts, my heart pounds, my brows sweat. I can't close my eyes for I might fall over the hurdle and be flat on my face. So I look UP for strength and help. And then it happens! By the grace of God I sprout angels wings and before I know it my feet aren't touching the ground and over the hurdle I go. Landing safely on the other side of the hurdle my feet are firmly planted on the ground, I am over the obsticle that was "stuck" in my way. Fully intact, and no worse for the worry. My heart is relieved and I throw my fist up in the air and leap with a resounding YES! I can do this.

There are losts of hurdles before me, lots to get over. I can't even glimse where the finish line is, but while I am running this race, at least I can take time to see beauty around me. I can stop to smell the flowers along the way and see the butterflies fluttering about in their care free way. I can dodge those honey bees while they gather pollen but still enjoy there busy work. I can listen to the birds singing their songs if I am quiet enough. I can smile and be glad, because I know when that next hurdles comes I can, and will get over it. And I will give thanks to the One who helps me, and enables me to sprout angel wings.

an everyday occurance at my house

the potty incident

Off we go shopping and the first thing I have to do when we get there is go to the bathroom. To much coffee of course. Unfortunately the big stall is occupied so Dolly and I have to squeeze into the little one. Move back so I can close the door Dolly. Now move over so I can get in here. Let me go first because I really have to go. Are you doing the pee pee dance Nanny? Yes I am. This is the day she decided not to take off her gloves and coat in the store, so after I am done it's her turn. First put your monkey on top of the toilet paper holder so he won't get on the dirty floor. Take off your gloves. "I can do it by myself". Patiently waiting in this tiny cramped space for her. Now stick them in your pockets. "I can do it by myself". Waiting some more.... Now lets take off your coat. "I can do it by myself". Finally I yank her pants down and I sit her on the toilet. "I can do it by myself" and she gets off the toilet only to put herself back on it. Thankfully she didn't pull her pants up just to take them down again. I tell her to squat down (you know those open spaces on the public toilet seats, shes afraid of falling in them) so she won't pee ...................... on the back of her pants. Sigh........... Oh well, now you will have to wear them with the wet spot because we don't have anything to change into. Dat's ok Nanny, it will be awright. I am "allowed" to get her some toilet paper and she thanks me for it, tank you tor getting me the toilet paper Nanny. She is grinning at me. Then she gets off and we are squeezing our way around to get her pants up and I emplore her to wait until we get out of this tiny space to get on her coat. Back up so I can open the door Dolly. Naturally the door goes in instead of out. Now move over Dolly so we can get out of here.

I have lost count of how many times the automatic flusher has flushed the toilet.

ruby's new friend

Our neighbors... as I shake my head, have a very different opinion of animal safety living out here in the country. They recently aquired yet another dog. Gracie is a big black labrador retreiver. She is a very friendly dog just dying for someone to pet her. Our neighbor got her from a co-worker. Gracie belonged to his 94 year old grandmother who isn't able to take care of Gracie any longer. Shes alot of dog! Gracie is left outside (not in the fence that they recently put up) to just wonder all day while they are at work. She greets us as we come and go, trying to get in the yard when we open the gate. Our dogs are barking like crazy trying to get out of the yard when we open the gate to see Gracie. A three ring circus is what it always turns out to be. She has been an inside dog most of her life according to our neighbors and so I wonder why they leave her outside to wonder while they are at work? Oh, they put her in the fenced yard but she digs right under it and they know she does it. Then they leave for work probably saying by Gracie, be a good girl. And they probably pat her head as they get in the car to leave. Surely Ruby would like someone to hang out with all day while she is in the house?

Will Gracie wonder to far and get hit by a car? Will she fall prey to a mean dog who is also left to wonder around all day? Will she poop in our carport right outside the car door so we get to step in it? Only time will tell............. I am sure I will have news for you soon.

Dolly and I are going grocery shopping this morning and will have to carry numerous bags in the house. The gate will be open and I am soooo anticipating what excitement this will bring for Gracie and our dogs as well. Close your eyes and envision the chaos. I already am!

the yellow soap

I was rummaging through my closet looking for something when I heard Dolly squealing with laughter. Then I heard the sound of little feet shuffling around in the kitchen. What is going on out there I yell? I headed out of the closet to check on the situation, and there was Ruby (the dog next door) running in circles around my bedroom floor with Dolly laughing and running in circles with her. Ruby's here, Ruby's here! Naturally our dogs are running in circles with the two of them trying to catch up to Ruby's behind for a sniff and so the three ring circus starts, AGAIN! Ruby has visited us more times than I care to talk about.
It's worthless to call Ruby to come to you, she won't. I have watched her owners chase her all over the front yard and our driveway trying to catch Ruby. So I sigh heavily, and proceed to work on trapping Ruby in the laundry room so I can get a hold of her collar. I close the doggie door and call everyone else to follow me, the rest of them listen and so Ruby follows too. She is still running in circles the whole way there, nails slidding over the kitchen floor, Dolly squealing Ruby, Ruby, let me catch you. We are in the laundry room and our dogs know what is going on so they quickly dart out while I close the door. I got you Ruby! Hold still so I don't drop you and return an injured dog next door. Dolly, I need to take Ruby home please be good for just a minute, your not dressed and it's cold outside. I will hurry. Not waiting for any response I just go and close the door. She sticks her head out the doggie door calling me. I keep hurrying so I can get back quickly.
I notice that the leash with the clip that you clip onto the collar is stuck inside the storm door and the inside door is closed. Hmmmm, wonder how hard it is to bend over and clip that thing on Ruby's collar before you let her outside! I knock and she opens the door smiling, hair still wet and getting ready to go to work. I wondered where she got to. She was in my house again. She smiles and says I'm sorry. I smile politely, say nothing, and hurry back home. Two minutes is even to long to leave Dolly home alone.
Is Ruby home now nanny? Yes she is. I return to the closet to finish looking for what it was I was looking for and I hear Dolly yelling, the yellow soap, the yellow soap nanny. The yellow soap is the hand soap in the bathroom that she is not allowed to use. She has her own soap that washes off much easier. She likes to slop in the sink as any little kid does. Dolly what did I tell you about using the yellow soap, as I am hurrying to get to her to see what kind of a mess she is making. She is standing in the kitchen saying no nanny, the yellow soap in on the kitchen floor, see. I look to where her little finger is pointing to and sure enough there is a yellow puddle on the floor. Ruby is not as house trained as her owner says. That's not soap Dolly, Ruby peed on the floor. Oh no! For shame on that Ruby she says. Yes, Ruby is a bad girl I say.
They put a fence up for Ruby this past weekend. Hopefully Ruby won't be coming to visit us anymore.

conversations with dolly

Were in the car going to get groceries
Dolly: Nanny I'm picking my nose
Me: Well don't do that it's nasty
Dolly: I'm still picking my nose nanny
Me: What does Jeremy say?
Dolly: STOP picking your nose
Me: What does Grandma say?
Dolly: Don't pick your nose
Me: Well then, don't do it
Silence
Dolly: Hey, hey, but I still pick my nose when Grandma is sleeping on the couch cause she don't say nothin then.... nobody says nothin when there sleeping
Silence
Glad she can't see me trying not to laugh in the front seat

born to be a drummer

The other day we were hanging out in the living room, me and Dolly, I was sewing and she was chatting and singing like she always is. Shes been spending a lot of time lately talking to herself and her dolls. Which is a good thing, since it leaves me off the hook for awhile.
Then she suddenly gets up and says I am gonna drum Nanny, and she runs to the kitchen. What are you getting I ask? I need some drum sticks. I figure she is getting some wooden spoons and I am dreading how loud this is going to be. What are you going to drum on I ask? The can she says. We have an old milk can that I am using for a plant stand. Oh my this is going to be really loud. She comes running back in the room with two colored pencils from her pencil box, gets down on her knees and says, you sing twinkle twinkle little star. She raises her hands in the air and bangs the pencil sticks together and counts one, two, three, four, five and then starts banging on the can and says, sing Nanny. So we sat there, her drumming and banging the sticks together five times each in between each song and me singing whatever she instructs me to sing. I really think she is born to be a drummer! Did I mention that she knows most of the pieces of a drum set by name? Did I mention that she is only 3 years old? Better get one of those electronic sets that has a volume control..................................