Guitar

Timmy idolizes Robby. He looks at Robby in awe and strives to emulate everything he does. Although Robby claims the adoration is simply annoying, I know that he enjoys being on a pedestal. After all, who wouldn't love being the recipient of hero worship?

Because he is keeping up with his big brother, Timmy has tried things on a timeline very different than Robby. Robby didn't master riding a bike until he was nearly 10. Timmy was driving around the street on a bike at 3. Timmy is developing an encyclopedia of historical facts simply by listening to Robby talking. Watching Robby play computer games has encouraged Timmy to master the Xbox. He now can beat me in video games and is beginning to hold his own against Scott. 

In another attempt to be like "Brober," Timmy is learning to play the guitar. Scott tried to teach him earlier in the pandemic but Timmy lacked the patience to sit still. A few days ago Timmy handed his guitar to his Dad and asked him if he would teach him to play. (Although he didn't admit it, secretly I know that Scott was thrilled by the request.) 

The pair sat on the couch for over an hour with their guitars. Timmy learned the names of the strings and two simple chords. When Robby came home from band, Timmy met him at the door and ushered him to the "concert surprise." Dutifully obliging, Robby sat on the couch and watched Timmy perform his little song. I was proud of how quickly Timmy learned the chords and by the encouragement demonstrated by Robby. 

It looks like my house will be overflowing with music in the coming years.