A couple weeks ago, one evening, Sophia dragged the stepstool down from the upstairs bathroom, pulled out some music and a pencil, and began to conduct Chloe at the piano.
(Yes, Chloe is in this picture...the way the flash cast Sophia's shadow, you can't see her sitting there, but she is there. I promise.)
Sophia has definitely learned the art of conducting--dramatic facial expressions and all.
She is her father's daughter.