Chloe had her piano recital this evening. She had butterflies. Lots of butterflies. The recital took place in a church in 90 degree weather with no A/C and no fans (too loud). It was hot. And I was sweaty and everyone around me was sweaty and smelly. We were treated to about 25 performances, of varying complexity and quality. Chloe performed a piece called “Gavotte” and she did great. A year of lessons climaxing in 20 seconds of pounding on the keys.