Not This. Please, Not This.

I think I might have a drummer on my hands.

He has completely fallen in love with this song, and has been pounding it out ever since.  And his foolish mother gave him bamboo chopsticks and an upside-down Duplo box because I was tired of him pounding on furniture.

Like I said, I was a fool.

I used to be sane.  The last shred of it might be drummed out of my head soon.

The thing is, he actually has rhythm.

I’m beginning to think he might be the most musically-inclined of our kids.

But DRUMS???  REALLY?!?!?!??

3 Responses to “Not This. Please, Not This.”

  1. Aunt Lyndda
    May 31st, 2012 08:15

    There is nothing so bad as a drum solo, in my book…

  2. Nana
    May 31st, 2012 09:21

    Ah, the Little Drummer Boy!

  3. Auntie
    May 31st, 2012 09:50

    Haha you’re screwed!!!