Our Musician

So today Will grabs my hand, looks me in the eyes, signs "please" and I follow him. To the door of our room, I say "yes, we can go in," Will opens the door, still holding my hand and asking me to come with him. He runs with a grin on his face to the closet, and still holding my hand, goes over to the guitar case, again looks me in the eyes with the biggest saucer shaped brown eyes I've ever seen, and asks "Please, please, please." I say "you want to play the guitar?" Vigorous nodding, and the biggest smile ever. These pictures are what happened next. This boy is going to be a musician. Woo hoo!