Yesterday, as soon as BG entered our gate, she announced that we will “buy a —tar!”
The announcement was so loud it can be an effective school alert system. Hahaha. We kept wondering what “tar” was, until she started strumming her fingers on her belly. Oooh, a guitar! We told her it’s called a guitar. So she now kept telling us to buy her a guitar, uhm, more than 5 times a day. We had no idea where that came from.

But today, I saw on her journal, (the teacher wrote) to bring a guitar or drum for their Christmas school play. That explains everything!

So I guess Doctor BG will have to take a backseat and make way for Musician BG.