Let's hope Mozart wasn't reincarnated in THIS woman's family!

Music practice is just one big long Bad Mommy session at our house. Half the time I'm bad for not pushing him hard enough when he doesn't feel like doing the work. The other half I'm a Nazi Mama for trying to get him to be more diligent and develop regular work habits.

I can't win either way, of course. I have one friend who developed a lifelong hatred of music because her parents forced her to take lessons even though she hated it. I know someone else who wishes her parents had been firm and consistent and made her stick with her music even when she wanted to quit. So it’s nice to know that whether I’m feeling lazy or dictatorial, I have, on any given day, an even chance of completely screwing up my child’s musical soul (and possible career).