Ever since Troy saw a guitar at our friend's house, he's been obsessed with wanting to play one. I let him play on mine, but he strummed the strings so hard that I was afraid they'd break. And he had a general lack of respect for the instrument, flinging it around in an attempt to keep it from me. So, I decided that he needed his own guitar.
I found a small, cheap, 4-string ukulele made specifically for children, and I bought it. Troy loves it. Now, he carries it around the house, strumming some discordant tune and singing all of his favorite songs. It's awesome. I guess when he's a little older, we can take guitar lessons together. Since that's on my bucket list anyway, it works out.
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