Scarlett was playing her keyboard yesterday, which usually just means pressing a button and dancing to a string of prerecorded songs that make me want to drive my wheelchair directly over the instrument after about ten minutes. But this time, she brought some more creativity to her musical endeavors.

“Mom, listen,” she said to me. “The duck is fighting with the bird.” She pressed the lowest key and the highest key, creating the sounds of two loud animals becoming increasingly annoyed with each other.

“What are they fighting about?” I asked.

“Food.”

Then the coyote was fighting with the woodpecker. Or something like that. There were a few more battles.

“AND NOW ALL THE ANIMALS ARE FIGHTING!” she screamed, throwing her body across all the keys. Cacophony. Read More>