Lessons?

I wonder when we can start piano lessons for Ellie.  Today she rolled herself over to the edge of the blanket, and found a very small piano.

So, of course, she started to play.

I said to Margaret in a very excited voice, “Look, Margaret, Ellie is playing the piano.”  Margaret responded – in the same excited voice – “Yeah!  Can you stop her?”

So Ellie can now get into Margaret’s stuff.  Oh dear.