The little boys had hurried themselves loudly out the door, bundled up like snowmen, anxious to jump deep in the sparkling new-fallen snow with all the neighborhood children giddy over a snow day. A few moments of quiet tempted me to the old piano in our foyer. Pulling out the cheery, bright-red-covered book, I sat down on the bench, hoping to sneak in a smidge of practice while I knew no ears would be offended by the sure-to-be-sour notes. Turning past vintage illustrations of forest animals dancing and singing around a tree bedecked in popcorn and cranberries, gaily illustrated old recipes, and family craft ideas, I finally found it: sheet music for Joy To the World.
Tentatively, I found the first notes, recited “every good boy deserves fudge” in my head, let my hands search out keys one at a time. Eventually–slowly!–one chord followed another as the song came to life under unskilled fingers. My youngest daughter came in and sat close by, anxious to be nearer the music swirling its way round the room. About the third time through, the song was finally (mostly!) recognizable and we both enjoyed its familiar tune, anticipating an upcoming night of caroling, and hoping talented big brother might treat us to some real piano-playing when he comes to visit! Click to read the rest of the story at The Better Mom.