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A couple of weeks ago I took Madame out and set her on the dining room table. She has been sitting in her open case on the table since. The hope was that I would make time here and there to get back into playing her. That goal was made easier by locating my old sheet music from back in the day when I was slowly progressing to "tolerable" skill level.
Anyway, I was in the kitchen canning some baked beans over the weekend when I heard skree skronk skreeeee skreeee skronks skreee from the dining room. My son had picked up the fiddle and was sawing on it. 
He has done so several times now. 
If he keeps it up for long enough, I will broach the topic (again) of getting him lessons. Maybe this time around he will finally be interested! 
Madame is too great of an instrument to suffer through my lame attempts at playing.
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"I heard skree skronk skreeeee skreeee skronks skreee from the dining room."
Wheww, could have been worse 🙁
I have to remember to close the case when I take Bertie out to play her, seems one of the cats thinks the case is a nice cat bed 
To play a wrong note is insignificant; To play without passion is inexcusable. - Ludwig van Beethoven
My journey began on Aug 3 2017
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Yeah, I thought @dionysia 's story was going in a different, disturbing direction. Hope you do get him some lessons! Sounds like there's a spark of interest. A few lessons might fan the flames.
When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low,
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow.
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