Wednesday evening, we went to the Ted Brown instrument night, and picked up a used clarinet to rent. It looks brand new.
Emma immediately put it together and started squeaking practicing.
She played, and played, and played, figuring out the fingering as she went. Her band teacher had shown them some notes on the instrument at school, and she found the fingering chart in her band book.
Today after school, Emma found me in my bedroom cleaning and organizing. (This is the story of my life right now. And let me tell you, it goes so much faster and easier when I clean and organize in an otherwise empty house.) I had music playing, and I was in a groove. Emma brought up her clarinet and proceeded to And I did.
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