We're paying all of this money, and you just sit around and watch television all afternoon, he says.

What does he know about money? It's all my mother's. He's off in his own orbital, focusing on music and being a pain in the ass. (This is a lie. I wish it were true.) Nowhere near my mother and me.

I bet Lucy doesn't have to scream and pull teeth to get Sophie to practice. She's in the Level VI book now, playing sonatas. I know that Disney songs are fun, Emily, but they're not real music. You should be playing real music by now.