Not only did I finally agree to purchasing a REAL piano, hubby succeeded in persuading me that it would be a smart replacement for our console table in the hallway. As he is quite often – he was right. It looked lovely. Tinkling the ivories was on the cards…
New piano
I suspected it would be a 9 day wonder, however 4 months in – it continues to be used everyday – from the toddler banging about on it to our 4 year old having weekly lessons. ‘4 year old having piano lessons’ I hear you murmur. That’s what I thought. How Tiger mum. However, I thought let’s give it a go, and if he disliked it, we would stop.
That was before we met Rebecca, a breath of Canadian fresh air who has become a firm Tuesday afternoon fixture in our house, engaging H with her fun and informative teaching style that he doesn’t even realise it is a lesson.
I am starting to hold out that perhaps we have a Rachmaninoff in our midst…
Rebecca Leshures
Leshures@gmail.com
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