Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Being the youngest of three children can't be easy. Being dragged to everything your older siblings do and always wondering when will it be my turn.
Last night, Rose got the opportunity to be like her big sister and brother and perform at the kidlets' Christmas piano recital. She started piano lessons in September so I was a little surprised she would be performing a song, but she was thrilled and practiced her song almost every day.
When we arrived at the teacher's house, she was so excited (and wearing a new dress we'd picked up that afternoon at Kohl's.) She kept glancing over as various children played. Then it was the McClone kids turn. Hubby readied the video camera.
As Finn played his songs, she sat at her piano all smiles. No nervousness, no fidgeting, nothing. When it was Rose's turn, her teacher boasted that she was only four. Rose played her song (The Snowman) perfectly, then sit perfectly still while Mackenna played her two songs. As she walked over to us afterwards, totally beaming, you could see how proud she was. Her practice had paid off and she'd done it all herself. It was one of those moments I want to remember forever.
I never took piano lessons, but I played clarinet through college. I'd love to learn how to play the piano though. Did you ever take piano lessons?
Posted by Melissa McClone at 7:32 AM