I was getting changed at the end of a long week at work when Bea came and found me in the bedroom. She took herself to the window, arms behind and stated, “Right, Daddy, this is my position: for my next birthday I would like a guitar“.
I managed to stifle the laugh and shock and said that was ok. We will remember her request and will ask her again closer to her birthday. She quickly stated that was fine but, “I am sure that’s what I need” (at the same time reinforcing with a solid flat-hand affirmation)!
I followed up (in an effort to stump her… is that cruel?!) if she wanted an acoustic or an electric guitar. Her response? She asked a bloody question: “which one will play loud music?“!!!
It was this point I couldn’t hold the laugh in anymore….. 🙂