don't worry. this husband isn't that guy who like, brings the guitar to the camp out and looks you in the eye, strumming all six strings of every bar chord as he earnestly sings in your general direction. he's more of an off-the-cuff guitarist. not that there's anything wrong with being earnest. maybe i have a personal problem with sincerity or something.

in any case, little miss was pretty fascinated by the whole thing.