While on foreign assignment in China, our three-year-old daughter saw a one-sixteenth size violin for sale in a department store window. She asked if we would buy it for her.
Neither of her parents had any musical training, but for $20 we figured it would pacify her. Upon returning to the Central Valley of California, we learned that a neighbor was a violin instructor. Okay, why not?
Daughter number two now insisted on violin practice too. Okay, they now went to lessons together.
By the time daughters number three and and four could hold a violin, they were joining in the fun.