First installment: Kit's piano recital. Last year in Kathmandu the Jazz Conservatory held the recital in a bar. Tiki torches and everything. This fact that Kit's first gig was in a bar still cracks us up. The only issue was that she could barely play a thing. Nevermind though, she bravely got up there and did her thing and we were proud of her courage. This year Miss Mary the piano teacher's recital was in a church. We're far from the 'Du indeed. What a difference a year makes!
Practiced hands.
Happy performer (note silly bandz!)
Dutiful Brother (and Nana in background).
My daughter has been learning piano for a couple of years now. She's been squeezing this rubber ball (similar to a stress ball) in her hands the past couple of weeks. When I asked her why she was carrying it around she informed me it was to strengthen her fingers. Interesting. Here I thought she was stressing about going back to school!
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