A few weeks ago, Husband broke out his electric guitar so that he could put new strings on it. This guitar is one that he got when we both were in high school and he had time to actually play. Lately (after playing many rounds of Guitar Hero with my little brother), I think the urge to play has returned. So, he bought new strings and began the process of preparing it for play.
And like most things that Daddy does, D-Man was right in the middle...watching his every move...trying to assist anyway he could. And like he reacts everytime, Husband invited D-Man to be involved and help him out.
That's one of the things I so love about Husband...he wants to be involved with his son and wants to show him the ropes. He wants to introduce him to new things. He wants to be there for him. He wants to help him. He wants to love him.
Husband could have easily done the task himself, with his own hands, but instead he wanted the help of ten extra fingers and two extra hands to make the job complete.
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