This is a true story. A few years ago my wife had to leave town for a couple of weeks to help her mother, leaving me, for the first time, as primary care-giver for our 12-year-old daughter and 7-year-old son. It was during the school year, so I had to get them both up and ready every morning. The first morning it took 45 minutes and we were late for school. The second morning it took 30 minutes and we were nearly late again. The third morning I got out the 5-string and stood in the hallway between their bedrooms and played Foggy Mountain Breakdown with as much gusto as I could muster-up. They were up and ready in 5 minutes, and I had no problem getting them up the rest of the time.
Excellent! Do you make house calls?
I told my wife this story, and I think I saw a glimmer in her eyes that said, “Hey, the banjo is good for something!”