Zach's first piano lesson

Neither Greg or I play the piano, but we have a piano in our living room. Well, I can play chopsticks and chariots of fire. And the first, oh, 10 measures of Fur Elise (which doesn't annoy Greg AT ALL!). Obviously my numerous years of piano lessons really sunk in well. But back to the story. We are storing my parents piano in our living room because they have my grandparents piano in their living room. It's a long explanation. But the upside to having a piano that we don't play is a) I have another flat surface to put pictures and plants on and b) when Chelle comes over to visit she plays for us. A couple months ago when she was here, Zach got his first lesson.





I think Zach has some potential.