So I turned 40 a couple of weeks ago, and after much contemplation I realized that what I most missed in my life was music. And so we took this beauty off the hands of a teenage girl whose mother was tired of trying to get her to practice. I think we were all thrilled about the arrangement except the mother. Turns out there are 500 different sounds, including about 20 varieties of piano and every instrument you can imagine, and Ethan's favorite is #500: fireworks. And Austin would rather hear ABCD over and over than a Beethoven Sonata. So we're all enjoying it in our own ways, just as it should be.