Usually, I walk in the door from work with a hearty "Hello!" Asher comes running up to me with a huge grin, arms stretched wide in the universal symbol for "Pick me up!"

Last night, everything was proceeding as usual - the hello, the grin, the outstretched arms... but then he ran right past me to the guitar, started strumming it and looking at me expectantly.

Should I be happy about this?