Saturday, March 07, 2015

Piano Lessons

Paige hates playing the piano. And she reminds of this fact every single time she has to practice. 

This afternoon, as I was driving her to a piano recital at the University of Utah, she asked, "When can I quit piano?"

"When you're 18," I responded. 

She groaned audibly and said, "I was hoping I could quit on Monday."

After the recital, I took her to Red Robbin for a pile of fries and an enormous shake--a pretty impressive reward by our standards. That cheered her right up. Dad saves the day!


A little while after we got home, Paige said, "My stomach doesn't feel so good." 

She's been throwing up mint chocolate chips all night. 

Maybe next time I better choose a different treat. 

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