As parents I think we always come away with some taint from our childhood. There is always some THING or things that our parents did to us that shape our decisions with our children in some way. There are some that take those things and vow to never ever submit there children to such torture. I think the general reasoning is "why would I do that to my child when I hated it so much?"
Then there are those who force those same experiences on their children. The reasoning being "if I had to suffer, then they must suffer too! HA HA HA! "(think evil maniacal laughter here).
Thus, our little G-man started piano lessons back in September. He had his first recital on Saturday and did a wonderful job. Unfortunately for him it has just started. I guarantee there will be 5:45am practices. There have already been practice sessions led by the dictator (aka mom) requiring precision during practice. He will be required to learn to play in church and if I have my way I will pass on the curse of playing the organ. Although in all honesty I'm probably cursing my future daughter-in-law to sit by herself as he gets a free ride up on the stand. Its like being in the bishopric without any real responsibility.
G-man is actually quite good and its been fun watching everything click. He's really excited because I promised to write out the theme to Star Wars into an arrangement he can play. I'll have to hang that over his head for a while. Or at least make it hard enough that he will have to work hard for the next few months to get good enough to play it. This is definitely one of my dreams for my children although I hope I have the sense to not make it a requirement of those who really hate it. I am lucky enough to love playing the piano/organ and I hope I can pass that on to my kids.
Next up on the torture list: Spring Cleaning!!