Helping your kids discover their passion is expensive!
Sports training, chemistry sets, art supplies. It all adds up quick.
But I don’t think anything represents a major, long-term investment like music lessons. Just to get your kid to learn an instrument to a point where it doesn’t sound like they’re strangling cats in the living room, you’re going to shell out thousands of dollars.
We did this with piano lessons. For both kids. For two years.
You do the math.
Did my kids learn to play the piano? Yes, they actually did. Both of them reached an intermediate level of skill, and can now sit down to play a wide variety of songs, from The Raiders March, by John Williams, to The Minute Waltz, by Frederic Chopin.
But did my kids find their passion? Sadly, no. Neither one of them wants a career in music. Neither wanted to pursue piano to a higher level beyond where they found themselves after two years of dedicated practice.
I saw no further need for investment in this particular passion pursuit, so last month we stopped the lessons. And neither kid was sad about it. The only truly sad person was the piano teacher (the lost income probably hurts).
My kids still play the piano. They pick songs out of their plentiful piano books (another sizable investment) and figure out how to play them. I like that they can read music, and that they can sit down to play some relatively complex songs for their own enjoyment (and mine, although I really don’t need to hear the Angry Birds theme another 100 times).
Playing a musical instrument is a confidence builder, and I’ve seen that in my children. Spending a small fortune on piano lessons was worth it, however painful to the pocketbook, but you reach a point where the passion just isn’t there and you realize it’s time to move on to the next big thing.
What that next big thing is going to be, I’m not sure. Golf lessons, perhaps?
Whatever it is, I hear a cash register ringing.