I got a guitar for my birthday last week. I’ve been playing every day, using the chords Joe taught me when I bought it.
Tonight the 6-year-old twins brought home a school library book to read at bedtime, a book that has its own multimedia website: Punk Farm.
After reading the book I got out the guitar and whaled on some random chords and shouted “OLD MACDONALD HAS A FARM — EE I EE I OH!” with the kids. They bounced on the bed and shouted along.
Afterwards my son asked me, very seriously, “are you going to be a rock star someday?”
I didn’t rule it out.
Cause you never know, right?