Me And My Guitar

I have a passel of young male cousing all around the age of 18 right now, and they ALL play the guitar. Actually, Brianna's great grandpa also plays guitar as well. She has passed several afternoons watching with wide eyes as 3-5 teenage boys, and one "different Poppa" jam away on their respective guitars, usually all playing different songs. (Yes, it's quite loud and sort of disconcerting.) So, today Grandma Dee-Dee took Bree and I down to Other Mothers (a used toy and clothing store) to pick a new toy out. It only took about 5 minutes before Brianna spotted a "guitar." The "guitar" is actually a little plastic violin with a bow, but it has strings and a few buttons that play classical tunes when you push them. Well, Brianna has spent the past several hours pushing one of the button to get a song started and then strumming along on the "strings" to her hearts content and occasionally declaring proudly "My guitar! Just like James!" (Who happens to be one of the cousins she particularly adores.) Future rock band chick, here we come...