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Tiny Tune

It didn’t last long.  Thirty-eight seconds or so.

But the duet my daughter played with her piano teacher was music–like real notes and stuff…and it was beautiful.

Half a count after the last note, my daughter sprung from the bench, bowed haphazardly in the direction of the piano and then eyed the floor shyly as she crept back to her seat.


I smiled real big. 

And–minus the child with fish lips and his slacks on backwards–we all did.

It’s what you do–I guess–when you’re so happy for a little girl who’s…who’s so happy to be playing the piano.


3 Responses to “Tiny Tune”

  1. Sarah says:

    She is happy doing most anything. It is one of her best qualities. Congratulations to her.

  2. Kim Frey says:

    I love coming along with you on lifes experiences this way. I’d never make it otherwise. I will have to leave it to my imagination to hear the music for now.

  3. Carolyn Moore says:

    There is a poster child stardom in the heart of every little one. The difference between big people and little people is that the little ones dream big and often the big ones have begun to dream little. Dream On Little One!!!!!

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