Chloe is suddenly showing great interest in the piano. She was at a friend’s house the other day, and her friend has started to take piano lessons. Chloe was extremely interested in what her friend was doing and wanted to learn some notes.
Ever since that visit, she’s asked for piano lessons at least once a day. Which is all well and good, except piano lessons without a piano might be a little challenging. Granted, she could go somewhere else for lessons, but how’s she supposed to learn anything if she doesn’t have a piano to practice on?
There’s no way in hell we’d buy a piano at this point – knowing Chloe (and knowing that she’s inherited many of my genes, including those that had me going from activity to activity every couple of months when I was a kid), she’d give it up after a month or two. So, we need to test it out first. We need to find out if we can rent a piano, and we need to find out where she can have lessons.
Actually, it’d be fun to have a piano. And I think I’d actually enjoy reliving my youth (yes, this is me approaching 40) and remembering how to play. I took several years of lessons, and was actually fairly good at it, at least when I put my mind to it. And my husband was even better than I was.
The more I think about it, the more I’m starting to think all of us should take lessons. And become the von Trapp family of the piano world. I’ll keep you posted on our progress.