There is a toy piano near my desk in my home office. It was my daughter's when she was young. Little Chou Chou learned to hit the keys with her nose to play a short song, always different.
She expects a treat for her performance. Sometimes instead of a food treat, I clap and say, "Bravo!" and she appreciates that, too. ("No, not really!")
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