"Home for now..." a Antioch Travel Page by sisterjenche

I started giving Lydia piano lessons in September. I've been asked by about five people this year to give them lessons, but I refused. Instead I told them to call my teacher. I made an exception with Lydia (who is one of my little sisters), on condition that I get paid X amount per month.

Mom: "I'm not going to pay my own daughter to teach her sister!"

Me: There's not a chance in hell I'm going to impart valuable and hard-earned knowledge to a little brat for free."

Mom: "You win."

Me: "I know."

Here's the room where we all practice our insturments. Messy I know, but also the coziest and most interesting part of our house.

This was taken last year before I asked my dad if he could paint our walls red and the ceilings gold (he always listens to me).