And the "right way" is however makes you happy.
I spent some time last night beginning to teach Mr F and Mr Bunches piano. They were less resistant to it than I thought, in that Mr F went through three "Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars" before running upstairs. Mr Bunches didn't actually start with "Twinkle," but went into "Old McDonald Had A Farm," and then finished with the crowd-pleaser we were all there for.
(I did make an effort to teach them the notes, which are labeled on the piano from way back when I made an effort to teach Oldest, Middle, and The Boy piano, too. Showing them the notes led to Mr Bunches saying "Can I use G?" I assured him he could.)
I do not know why the lighting is so red. We don't live on Krypton, and there wasn't a giant wildfire surrounding the house or anything. So let's just call it special effects and I will fix it when the Special Edition Blu-Ray comes out in 2039.
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My daughter has been picking up the piano pretty much by herself because of the accordion. It's pretty cool. All I can play is that bit from Close Encounters.
You have a piano?
I wish I could play the accordion.
Yeah, it's my wife's that she's had since she was a kid. Of course, I grew up with a piano in my house, too, but I never learned to play it. No one could play it; my mom just thought it looked nice in the house.
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