Piano practice

Mommy and Daddy have been listening to a book on parenting. "Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother" by Amy Chua. And I have been listening too. My favorite part are the descriptions of all the ways to try to get out of practicing piano.

So, a couple of days ago, mommy tried to get me to practice piano for the first time. And I was ready.

1. I pooped (so I needed a clean diaper)


2. I told mommy I wanted to eat


3. I spit up all over my clothes (with the milk I just ate) so grandma and grandpa had to change me.

And then we had people come over. Success! No piano practice.


But I think mommy and daddy got further in the book. Because today, they tried again. And I tried to spit up on my clothes to see if that would get me out of piano practice. And mommy and daddy just laughed at me and said that I had to practice piano first, then change into new clothes. So I had to practice piano today.