I completed the piece and went looking for her - but she was no where to be found!
I called and heard a high pitched little, "I'm okay Mommy!".
From where did this little voice herald from?
None other than the worst possible place for her to wander:
Mac Wilberg's personal, private and very secluded study!
I did not dare to go up those stairs and see what my lovely two year old had done to the esteemed composer and conductor of the Mormon Tabernacle's sanctuary!!!
My thoughts tumbled about bringing horrified visions of toddler fingers holding permanent markers and scribbling all over brilliant compositions, and strewing sheet music all over the floor.
I could not enter the sanctuary.
I couldn't be the first to see the damage wrought.
I let Rebecca go up there to survey the damage. She laughed when she went up and said, "You have to see this!" I went up the stairs still worried about what I would see. The room was spotless! (Whew!)
On the couch my daughter was sitting prim as a princess with a big red book open in her lap.
She said, "I'm reading." What was she "reading"?
Oh, just a little light reading about the composer Handel. My daughter may have to teach musical theory to me!

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Go Livy!
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