While I’m astounded by his natural propensity for music, he sometimes makes mistakes.
When he does, his first inclination is to scrunch up his face in disgust, roll his eyes, and groan loudly. Then he insists on starting all over again from the very first note.
But my husband and I encourage him to just keep playing.
In fact, often my untrained ear wouldn’t even notice the wrong note.
There is a chance he inherited these perfectionist tendencies from his mother.
But don’t we all want a do over every now and then?
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