On March 30th my family celebrated the 30 years that we have been living in our house. (Funny thing - even though I am the oldest, I have only lived in the house for 17 years, while my younger siblings have all lived there for 16-25 years.)
To celebrate the anniversary of our home we had a family work day. I love our family work days. It is so fun to all be together working to improve our home. Our projects for this day consisted of weeding, cleaning up the pine needles, spraying for bugs, cleaning up the back patio and shed, and the biggest project was fixing the play house my dad built for us years ago when Natalie and I were young.
As I got older and better at playing the piano one of my favorite things is when dad would ask me to play a song so he could sing and play the guitar with me. He would find some pretty challenging music for me, but I loved the challenge, I love the time spent with him, and I loved the variety of music I was exposed to.
I also have fond memories of playing the piano with my mom sitting on the couch listening. To this day she was and is my best audience. Except for when she would listen while she was fixing dinner. If I ever made a mistake I would hear her over the wall making terrible noises; "ugh, igh", or other critiques, "too fast, slow down, tare you counting?" But I am sure that is how I got better. :)
This is silly I know, but I also loved playing the piano while Tyler Carlson - my next door neighbor (who I had a crush on for years) would play basketball outside. I was too shy to talk to him and he was too shy to talk to me, so I would play the piano and imagine that he loved listening to me. hahaha, that is so pathetic. :)