...not only has the Mrs stopped giving me jobs every time I pick up the guitar, she actually said my playing was 'lovely' the other day.
This evening I was playing my acoustic in the bathroom while our son was in the the bath and she came in a said how lucky he was that his dad was playing guitar for him.while he had a bath and that none of his friends would be so lucky. He's 28.
In all seriousness, it makes a difference when the.people you live with encourage you to play.
* He's not really 28, he's six but that's Stewart Lee joke and I couldn't resist.
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I made the decision to learn to play something pretty late in life, but mostly because I wanted to have instruments in the house so that the boys would both feel encouraged to have a go if they wanted to. It's certainly worked with the older one, he's loves it and is constantly learning something new.
When I was a similar age to your son, I remember my dad playing along with a record and my mum saying to me - "hear how good your dad is, it sounds like he's coming out of the speakers."
Stuck with me for some reason, probably as it's a very nice thing to say!
As an aside, when I finally picked up a guitar and learned a bit, I used to play in the bathroom (alone!) - perched on the edge of the bath - as dad had a Martin D-35 by then and it sounded fantastic in a tiled room. I was a lucky boy learning on that thing.
TL;DR - dads and guitars for the win
I mostly play fingerpicked acoustic blues, so I'm more guilty than most.
That was when he was one, he's three now and usually wants to play other stuff with me so won't let me even pick it up, but occasionally actually picks it up and brings it to me...that's nice.
He has a wee crappie toy guitar (that is impossible to tune!) and often tries play along. You can see he gets a bit frustrated at times because he can't get it to sound very good, enjoys kidding on and pulling some shapes though.