Dot writes: I take Hugh to a toddler group at 10.30am on Tuesdays. It’s a mixed blessing: on the one hand he really enjoys the free play part (the first hour), and I get to talk to other mums and coo over Frank while Hugh whizzes about on a toy horse or bashes play-dough into oblivion, but on the other hand the trouble starts when the toys go away and it’s time for half an hour of singing. I’d put this down to a) Hugh hates stopping something he is enjoying (i.e. the free play); and b) he has been waking so early recently that by 11.30 he is exhausted and consequently cross. Today he slept through until almost 7am and I thought maybe he would take a more benevolent attitude towards Incy Wincy Spider and the rest. But no. He was reasonably good about putting the toys away, but when the singing began he started to whine. He wouldn’t stay on his chair. He didn’t want to sit on my lap instead. Then he made his opinion quite clear: “No sing, Mummy.” So we left.
I love singing and find this rather upsetting. I do hope I haven’t spawned a child who actively dislikes music. He used to enjoy the music session back in October, so I hope it is just a phase. But it may be more personal. It is a just judgement on me for all the times I used to tell my own poor mother, “Mummy, DON’T SING.”