Jack's Guitar

Papa got tired of sharing his guitar, so he found Jack his very own. Jack's eyes about popped out of his head and his jaw dropped as Papa pulled it out of the box. Jack serenades us daily. I tell him that in just a few years he can take lessons, and he makes his excited grunt noise (for all of you who are around Jack much, you know the sound I'm talking about.) Jack says the word "guitar" with about as much southern draw as you can imagine.









-Amy/Mommy