Dorothy was nervous about going to her first piano lesson, so at her request I sat in the room with her. Afterwards, she told me, "I even forgot a few times that you were there, so I think I'm going to be okay without you next time."
But she added, "I didn't remember my school music teacher's name when this teacher asked, so that's why I turned around and looked at you, and gave you a questioning look, so you'd know I needed some help."
And when she woke up the next morning, her first words were, "I can't believe I'm still talking about this, but piano was so fun yesterday!"
Later that week, I commented, "Daddy's playing the heck out of the piano." "Bad word alert!" Dorothy warned me. "Heck is not such a bad word," I told Dorothy. "So that's why Delilah's pencil case in my kindergarten class said, "Heck, yes!" she reasoned.