My Piano Students are constantly keeping me in stitches. I am never quite sure what is going to come out of their mouths. Every lesson they both say something that makes me laugh hysterically. It's definitely my favorite hour of the week!
Little C informed me that I "talked for my fingers". I wasn't quite sure what that meant so I asked her for some clarification. She then informed me that since fingers cannot speak sometimes we have to speak for them and be their voices since they have no mouths and can only move.
She then asked me if I had named my fingers.
I had not.
She has named her fingers though, and low and behold they are all twins. I thought that was brilliant, less names to remember.
She told me her names and I had to write them down so I wouldn't forget their awesomeness, and of course share them with my faithful following.
So Ladies and Gentlemen, please met Little C's Fingers
(we'll start from the Pinky Finger and work our way in)
Fathead was the one that got me the most. Although I am still curious about Mr. Croissant.