I went out in the garage and found my son rummaging through the recycle bin.
"What are you doing?"
I looked at him quizzically. "What kind of project?"
Ten minutes later, he was taping a paper towel roll to a milk jug. Then he attached a rubberband.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A ukelele, of course."
"Of course." I looked at the concoction. "Does it play?"
"Yeah, listen." He strummed a tune.
I was impressed. The boy is a musical genious, or something. Do you think he got it from me?