I love to teach, and I love my kids, so you can just imagine how I feel about teaching my kids. Last night brought yet another small joy of that sort. My six-and-a-half-year-old daughter, A.J. ("Jade" to almost everyone else), has to hang up her newly-cleaned clothes each Sunday night. She doesn't like to work alone, however, so I usually join her to play my guitar and keep her company. We've made a custom of singing folk songs, sometimes making up silly lyrics.
Last night I made a comment about a chord that got her interested in the distinction between major and minor keys. I played sample scales of both types, as well as some pairs of major and minor chords. She listened carefully with her head cocked to one side, and then exclaimed, "Ah, I get it!" I felt very grateful that I'd been able to give her that small gift of understanding.