I got out my guitar yesterday (for this first time in over a year). I thought it might be nice to play and sing a little to Micah, since music is supposed to be good for brain development, etc. So I sat on the floor with my guitar with Micah lying on the floor in front of me. As I was tuning, I looked at Micah and notice his eyes getting really wide. Then his chin wrinkles up, and his bottom lip starts to quiver. I know what's coming next: 3 seconds of silence followed by a loud wail. That's right folks; my son is scared of my guitar.
So much for that brilliant idea!
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