It's Music and Me this week at Mommy Moments Months before Cj was born his Dad and I would talk which musical instrument was he going to play while an earphone was attached to my belly; its mate plugged in my ear playing classical music. My choice was saxophone. Ex-hubster preferred the violin. During our latest family reunion, I noticed that several of Cj's Philippine cousins play either the violin and trumpet. No one plays the saxophone that's why I want it for Cj. I'll skip our boring discussion and recall that we only ended up arguing over which instrument should Cj take lessons in first. Silly. Sometimes I reckon that if we couldn't settle on Cj either blowing or fiddling then maybe we should have him strum the ukelele. I used to be a piano accompanist, teach piano, organize and play in piano recitals. Those little musical adventures were fairly successful. But when it came to teaching my own son, I didn't know how. When I played, he would scream, Mozart ...
practising the art of adventure