If there is one person in my family who should NOT be in charge of supervising Helen's budding music career, it is my father. After all, he is the kid who used to skip his piano lessons. My sister, on the other hand, is a professional piano teacher.
But, as has been noted in these pages before, second children take what second children get, and so it was that my dad supervised Helen as she banged out a glorious tune over Christmas break on the very piano I learned to play on over two decades ago.
Please, Aunt Linda, help the girl out a little!