My best friend started playing trumpet in 4th grade. I broke one of the commandments and coveted my neighbor's goods(We even went to a Catholic grade school - don't tell the nuns
). After a lot of drooling and creative persuasion, my parents gave in and let me start in 6th grade. One of the deals was that I needed to practice every night if they let me start. I loved it so much, there were nights they had to tell me to stop practicing so that I didn't wake my brothers and sisters.