Wednesday, November 19, 2008
The other morning, the Cowpokes were playing the piano and singing for me. They are such wonderful musicians. After a while of singing, I noticed that the music got a lot softer and more mellow. I thought Big Cowpoke was still making up songs and softly singing. But when I turned around I saw my little Maestro. She was softly pushing the keys and singing. She would only sing one note, but she was beautiful. Cowpokette would lightly press the keys. She did not pound like the boys do, she was soft and sensitive. I think she has piano hands. She just naturally places her fingers on the keys and plays. Not songs from sheet music, but random notes. Cowpokette thinks its beautiful. She even took some time to admire her audience. She is so talented she doesn't even have to look at the keys. I think it's so neat how she loves to play the piano, being that I rarely sit down and play. And I am not the world's best player at all. I quit piano lessons when I was eight. Out of 6 children, I am the only one who does not know how to play the piano. I really wished I had stuck it out. But I didn't want to be inside playing the piano, I wanted to be outside in the fresh air. After Cowpokette was finished playing, she did a small bow. "Thank you, Thank you!" And I had to add this last one, because I just love her squishy baby feet. She is growing up so fast. She no longer is my little tiny baby, but a crazy toddler that rules the roost. I do hope that when she is a bit older, she will be able to play us all some songs on the piano.