I understand that no one enjoys a high-pitched noise. You know what I’m talking about…. kid’s squealing, fingers down a chalk board, utensils scraping on a plate, a fire engine on its way to a trauma, or even a tea kettle gone ballistic. I understand that it’s physically painful for some.
BUT I’d like for someone to tell me why I get this while practicing my violin……
It’s not as though I’ve asked her for her opinion.
Yet even when there are two rooms between us and a couple of doors, AND she is outside, there’s this….
We’ve discussed it…she and I. I’ve told her the differences between what is encouraging vs. discouraging. We have gone over how no one likes a super critical nature. And yet, she still insists….
next step…. charm school.
these pix are hilarious!
Don’t feel bad. Chloe used to do the same thing to me when I would practice my music for my voice lessons. I finally just decided that she was trying to sing along…rather than crying out and begging me to stop. Maybe Lucy’s just trying to “jam” with you. 🙂
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