by Hope
The music has stopped. And I’m so sad about that. If you will remember last spring I wrote about how important I felt my kids music lessons were. I still agree with that post wholeheartedly; however, with the reality of moving to a much smaller space and with the eye on the prize of getting out of debt, some things had to give and go. So with our garage sale the full size drum set was sold and the full size keyboard was sold. We held on to the guitar, figuring it would fit under a bed somewhere and the practice drum pad and one set of sticks, again, something small.
In general the kids have been okay with taking a year sabbatical from their music lessons and teachers, but History Buff does continue to comment that it’s really important to him that he learns to play the guitar well. I’ve told him that if he shows me he’s committed to practicing and learning on his own (YouTube, iPad lessons, etc.) I will consider reinstating lessons. And Little Gymnast asks every time we drive by their piano teacher’s home when he gets to go back…with him I say, hopefully in our new house we will have room for a real piano. He will have to wait until that time.
We know this is a short term solution for us. We know it will last at least a year. We hope it won’t be much longer than that. But for now, the music has stopped in our home, and it’s quiet. And it’s one of the few things that we are giving up that I will truly miss this year. But the bright side…that line item will not return to my budget, at least for this year which is a savings of a couple of thousand over the year.
The younger three will continue to sing and perform in our church choir which I’m grateful for as it’s free and I think it continues to bring some music to their lives. History Buff is so good at working with the younger kids after having years of choir in public school growing up and the director loves having him as a volunteer while both Little Gymnast and Princess had solos in the Mother’s Day performance. (Sea Cadet and I just show up for support, believe me, no one wants to hear us sing!)
