I woke up this morning to the sound of the Ice patiently teaching the Maker to play the opening notes of “Smoke on the Water” on a ukelele. There was relentless practicing involved.
It’s hard to know what else to say about this, although the Husband did get out of bed, go on the internet, figure out how to tune a ukelele (it’s different than a guitar’s tuning), and get the thing in tune so that we weren’t wincing so painfully during the second hour in which they pursued perfection.
Thankfully, that’s all over now.
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