We have a digital piano at home and one day Dyson asked for piano lessons. I think he’s starting earlier than I did. So he’s probably better than I was at that age. And if he keeps up with it, he’ll be better than I am now.
It kinda embarrasses me / fills me with me pride, but there are already things he’s better than me at:
- Running continuously for 2 miles.
- Playing Connect Four.
- Holding a plank position.
- Being cute.
Fortunately, there are still things I’m better at:
- Playing the piano.
- Playing chess.
- Programming computers.
- Public speaking.
Well, at least … for now. As time goes on, the top list will grow and the bottom list will shrink. I suppose that’s ever the way with being a parent. I just didn’t think it’d start happening when he was six!