Growing up I would hear the piano playing of my Dad. He loves to play the piano especially songs that move and are meaningful. He is playing with my niece. She is singing.
Look how fast his hands are going!
I love to listen to my Dad play because his hope and love of life comes through his fingers. He is also a great singer. When I moved away, I met someone from my childhood. She told me the first memory she had of our family was my Dad singing. He taught us to sing with gusto for life. He also likes to sing in Spanish.
We have started music lessons with Hurricane. He is learning his first lessons at the piano.
He already loves to sing and sings most of the day. Hopefully I can help Underfoot understand the great power music can be for him in his life. Just as it has been for Grandpa K.