I knew that one day it’d come full circle. I started playing piano when I was 6 and at that age, I can only assume it was not of my own free will. My parents never forced me to play – they just set high expectations for me to want to play. And for the next 10 years, I can honestly say the only reason I stuck with the piano was because I felt guilty giving up on it, despite being presented with the opportunity on numerous occasions. Now that I’m a parent, I can relate to both perspectives of my experience, I sympathize for my younger self but also empathize with my parents, who had the best intentions at heart. Quincy, who is now 4, has loved tickling the ivories since he was a baby. He got his knack for music from his dad, clearly. So I can’t believe that now, after all these years, I’m actually thinking of buying a piano. I grew up with a grand piano but I appreciate the practicality of an upright and am growing to love the aesthetic. I imagine it’ll just be there whenever the kids want to play. Maybe I’ll even tinker with it here and there. And of course, lessons will never be required. What about you? Did you, or do you, play the piano? Any piano purchasing tips are welcome!

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