Today's His Birthday

Happy Birthday, husband of mine.  I've been so excited to see you pick up your guitar and start practicing again.  You go into the bedroom and close the door so as not to bother me; but, what you don't know is that I love hearing you play the guitar again.

I know you found your Dad's old tuner, but maybe it would be a good time to shop for a better one.  And wouldn't that be better for the Gibson guitar you were given from your Dad?

 Either way, I love hearing you practice doing the thing you've loved doing since you were young.  Now if we could just get the rest of the kids instruments, we could have a family band.