Step Aside, Mozart!

A little backstory here... and I'm sure that there will be more as this blog develops and grows.

So far, my only "student" is my four-year-old daughter (her 13mos old sister is fast on her heels -- she's a genius too -- just ask me). So I suppose you could say that her grade is K4. When people who I don't know well ask me if she's in preschool, I just list our activities and say, "I figure that's preschool!" (these include: spanish, soccer, swimming, piano, art and whatever classes she finds intriguing at our gym's amazing child care place) As I get to know someone better, I'll let her (cause it's usually a her) in on our plans, as well as chat (aka: brag?) about how well she's reading and writing and her math curriculum.

So piano. She seems to love it so far. We started out with a little kiddie piano class on little kiddie pianos. Now she's in the Big Kid Piano Class. We were using a cute little $20 toy keyboard to practice, but it fast became apparent that we needed all 88 keys for the Big Kid Piano Class. We were having to talk about, "what would you do if you had more keys on this end?" But do you really want to go out and rent or buy one for a potentially fickle four-year-old?

The solution: her ever-loving' godparents. At some point, one of their boys was taking piano. At least, for a while. They went out and got a wonderfully fancy-schmancy keyboard. Then the kid lost interest and was on to other things. So we are borrowing the wonderfully fancy-schmancy keyboard for the remainder of this piano class session. Decisions about what to do after that will come ... well, after that.

Confession time: I took piano as a little girl. And I fought it tooth and nail. Of course, now I regret it terribly. As my K4 genius-baby takes the class, I'm quietly learning along with her for as long as possible. But like any parent, I hope that she outshines me. And brilliantly too. If she wants to, I mean........................

Oh, and about the biz cards from yesterday. I offered to get them made for my husband. I was going to put his title as "Finance Committee." He declined. I think he prefers the "silent partner" role.......

Off to Family Swim at our gym. It's a shiny new place, so the novelty should intrigue all of us.