Guitar family

Caleb got the first Benson kid guitar in 2002 for his second birthday. Little did we know what was to be unleashed in the house. Caleb loved that guitar. Instead of making everything into guns, he made them into guitars. Spoons became guitars, sticks became guitars, well, you get the idea. Everyone said, "He'll grow up to be a worship leader". Then, the phase fizzled out.

Enter child #3.



He also joined the guitar obsession at age two. Everything became guitars and he played with all his might. He loved the guitars we had which had multiplied into three. We had changed churches by this time and everyone commented, "He'll grow up to be a worship leader." This too fizzled out. All just a phase.

Enter child #4.



It didn't even cross my mind to get the guitars out. After all, we had a little girl who was not even genetically a part of the guitar gene that seems to run in our house. But, the guitars came out and she loves them. She plays them all the time and sings her little songs. The only difference is that she wants me to sing some songs with her guitar. It isn't in the genes - it's the house and the father who only encourages this behavior with showing you-tube videos of 80's rock bands that he loves. Can we say "Rush"? No longer does anyone say, "She'll grow up to be a worship leader" because by this time, they all know it's a phase every Benson child must go through between the ages of two and four.

One change on this child is that she has her "fierce" guitar look. As a girl, she doesn't just have to have the good guitar moves, but the emotion behind it as well. Sigh...I am outnumbered.