If you have known me or my children long, you know that Big Sissy has loved music since she was a baby. All the baby books told me I should play soothing music as part of her bedtime routine, but after a while I noticed that her eyes stayed wide open as long as music was playing--like she was memorizing it. As soon as the music stopped, she would roll over and go to sleep. She's also been singing since she could talk, which was pretty early. She used to make up songs before she was even 2.
So we were super excited when (a) we found out about a great piano teacher 5 minutes from our house who leads worship, writes music for movies, plays in a band--who also has the most patient and gentle spirit with children. He's pretty amazing, really. He had Big Sissy writing her own compositions from the very first week. He also teaches theory, chording, and classical styles. He lets her zoom through the books that are too easy, and now she's in a Disney book that she LOVES. Oh, I almost forgot about (b). So (b) last Christmas my parents bought the kids a nice keyboard so she actually has something to practice on. This summer she officially began lessons.
Her first recital was Saturday. I don't know who was more nervous. I was having flashbacks of a formal auditorium at SIU where you could hear a pin drop as each student silently walked up for his torture--I mean, performance. Ick. *shudder.* Thankfully Big Sissy's first experience was in a crowded back room of a local coffee house. I could drink my latte and calm down while she did an amazing job playing a duet with her instructor. Scroll to the bottom to hear the Lion King's "Can You Feel The Love Tonight?" I've probably listened to it 50 times so far. It just makes my heart burst with pride and exitement for her.
Both of the great grandmas were able to join us for this monumental event. I think they knew more of the guys on that back wall than I did. :) It was cute watching them try to drink cappuccino out of those newfangled cups with the hidden hole in the lid. I actually know where the hole is, though, and I wasn't doing much better at keeping the dribbles off of my chin. It's good to laugh at yourself, right?
Warming up with Eric
The girls were surprised at how many of their friends from Hope Church also take lessons from either Eric or his mother. They always do a combined recital.
Our precious little piano-playing pumpkin
And the video...
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