Crockett has definitely profited from this. Music is his first love. When he knows we're going somewhere in the car, the first thing he does is shout out the song he wants on the CD player. He's worn out two wooden, child sized guitars in his attempts to serenade us. Whenever we let him, he plays Elbow's violin with abandon. He's got better rhythm than me.
The girls too are carrying on the love of all things musical. Here they are last night all set for another coffee shop concert with their Suzuki groups.