The boys played in the tub for a looooong time, while I sat soaked on the rug, and all three of us giggled...they are a hoot! After getting in pajamas, they played like angels, singing, dancing, running from one corner of the living room to their bedroom to jump on the bed. They even asked if they could jump on the bed. Earlier, we had a rather lengthy discussion at the playground over Old McDonald hamburgers and fries about Santa and his elves watching the boys, and how Santa emailed mommy and daddy recently, telling us how good his elves' reports are. (Tanner is totally convinced...so much that he's telling Taylor to be good or the elves will tattle on him!)
Simply said, the evening was WONDERFUL except one tiny part:
While the boys played, I got in a hour. AN HOUR! of practicing. I haven't sat down an played like that in months. It was refreshing. It was calming. It was relaxing. The only thing that would have been better would have been to play my instrument of choice: *My parent's piano. Their piano is like heaven. It's beautiful, has the perfect touch, and it resonates in the piano room for a perfect bass. ahhhhhh!At one point, Tanner even sat down with me and we worked on thumb tucking and finding middle C....someday I'll be able to sit with him day after day after blessed & miserable day of piano lessons! ♥
Oh how thankful I am to my patient mother, through rain and shine, heaven and hell, who encouraged us, pushed us, sometimes even forced us to practice the piano. Many a time we missed out on something WE wanted to do because we didn't have our practicing done. At the time we sure did complain, but now we all have such a love for music, and ridiculous fun preparing for funerals, weddings, jamming at midnight when we're all home, and just being able to play our instruments for pleasure. *gasp* Who would have thought that screaming matches over a music stand, sheet music soaked with tears or naps on the piano bench would bring ANYBODY such joy?!?!
I don't think this post would be complete without also thanking my dad, for listening for 22 years and counting (Deseret still has a good 8 years to go), the same. old. Suzuki songs. Over. and Over. and Over. AND for putting up with our antics and funding this wonderful blessing that only recently some of us are appreciating! For years he would come upstairs to my room and wake me up around five, and when he knew I was sitting on the piano bench practicing away, he would lay in front of the wood burning stove and fall back asleep for an hour, waking just in time to get the next eager student downstairs to practice. Many times I would lay on the piano bench and practice one hand at a time...measure by measure, phrase by phrase, movement by movement.
Someday. SOMEDAY I'll have a decent piano. For now, however, I'll be content with my awesome trade...4 pieced and embroidered Christmas Stockings for an instrument needing some TLC and DTRs will have to do.
What to you like to do to de-stress or let go?
*I couldn't find a decent picture of mine, so I snatched one from Stephanie's facebook...yes, that's her jammin' away...lucky ducky!
6 comments:
In college I would find and empty room and play the piano....usually with Russ tagging along. Those days are gone, so I don't get to de-stress with the piano anymore. It has been FIVE years since I've practiced regularly on a piano. But I know I can still play because I have to sometimes in primary and it goes well. PHEW! Now my de-stressing is my crafts...kind of. I get all my stress out but build new stress when every stinky craft I do has some type of flaw in it. Stupid OCD! Thanks for this post. It was one I needed to hear...
hahaha! Love it! I use to record my piano lesson on the piano and then play it on repeat so Mom would think I was practicing and then I would get a good book to read... It worked until I snuck away one day to go to the bathroom and mom came in to hear and no one was playing and the piano was still plunking away ;) Whoops! ah well... I still love plunking away on both the piano and violin. We really were and are so lucky to have such wonderful parents! Now I read. I love to read and haven't had much time for it since school, but summers are wonderful times to bring back old habbits such as reading! Love ya tons! ♥
I'm like you. The piano does wonders for my soul. However, if I want to play I have to drive a few miles to the church. But at least I have keys and I get to pick whichever piano I want to. Some day I will have a piano in my some day home. Apartments just don't work well for them. And neither do piddly pay checks. sigh.
ah i remember sitting down in the piano room downstairs listen to you guys practice the piano...you are all amazing!!! if you could live a little closer....i really want my kids to play....someone needs to play jon schmidt waterfall at my funeral. :-)
We're going to McCall, Idaho! Can't wait. Hope things are going well for you. Your boys are cuties!
there is one thing i wish more than anything---to know how to play the piano. i am way jealous. ONE day i will learn how to, probably when my children are taking lessons. ♥
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