The Trouble With Lap Harps

I was putting the baby down for a nap today when I heard Brahms’s Lullaby coming from the other side of the door. When it finished the door cracked open and a tiny little nose poked in and hissed “Mooom? Is it working?

I nodded and motioned for her to close the door quietly, within moments of the door clicking shut I heard it again. Only the first 30 notes since that’s all the music she has for her lap harp.

The lap harp I had moved to a very, very high shelf over a year ago in respect of my sanity, only to have it reappear in her hands yesterday, out of tune and novel, just as any toy becomes after it goes missing for several months.

Yaaaay lap harp, welcome back into my life. *deflated fanfare.*

She spent a solid three hours playing a very sad rendition of “Twinkle Twinkle” as I tried to think about who could at least tune the thing so it didn’t sound like a depressing death march rather than a nursery rhyme. I was a dancer, musical ability is not really my thing. My husband played the piano but our piano is woefully out of tune as well so that wouldn’t help us much.

Guess what guys? There’s an app for that!

I spent the morning plucking away, tuning and tweaking the strings on her lap harp with my smartphone and free tuning app absolutely sure it would make me a hero among moms. (To be perfectly honest I felt pretty accomplished myself.)

Sad Twinkle Twinkle is a thing of the past, however every activity I have performed from this morning on has come with a soundtrack provided by Addie and her lap harp. “Hey mom, whatcha dooin’? Do you think ‘Clementine’ would be a good song for you to brush your teeth to?”

“Hey mom! I have the perfect song for you to make lunch to!”

“HEY MOM! You want peace and quiet? LET ME PLAY YOU A LULLABY!”

The kid is musical, there’s no denying that, but as I sat beside my football watching husband while the big one plucked out and sang along to church hymns and the little one pushed around her singing alphabet ball…my eyes started to vibrate.


Everything did shhh for a moment and I in those few moments of silence I vowed bodily harm or a drum kit upon anyone who may decide to gift one of my children a recorder as a toy.

Article Posted 5 years Ago

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