Because our lives are not chaotic enough, we signed Louisa up for piano lessons. To say she is excited would be a gross understatement. She practices more than she needs to and wants to learn everything all in one day. She was practicing with her dad and he was reminding her about the dynamics.
Dad: What does the p mean?
Lou: (reading) p-p-e-e-a-a-a-n-n-o... I know! Piano! Play it soft.
Dad: good! What does the f mean?
Lou: (reading again) f-f-a-r-r-t... fart? Play it loud?
Brothers: (hysterical laughter in the background)