At this very moment, as I write this, Steve is serenading our daughter while she takes a shower. He is strumming his baritone ukelele and together they are belting out "When the Saints Go Marching In." It sounds like this:
"Oh when the saints... (K: Oh when the saints!)... go marching in... (K: Marching in!)... Oh when the saints go marching...[pause for chord change]...in (K: Yes they march!)!"
There is much gesticulating that goes along with this performance. It is the most wonderful concert I have ever heard.
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Believe it or not, my nine year old takes lessons on a baritone ukelele! March on.
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