Mr. Bob found this tiny little, pint-sized drum set on Craiglist for a steal and he fixed it up just for Owen. Man, are we lucky.
Owen is thrilled, and he frequently runs down to the basement to get a little drumming in before dinner. Honest, we're not even annoyed (yet). It's just cute to hear all his drumming "songs."
In a performance earlier today, I asked if he knew any quiet songs. He looked at me like I was nuts and said, "Mama, I like LOUD songs."




1 comment:
Your family is certainly in for a rip-roaring time! Ear plugs anyone? It appears that music is in the genes. ENJOY
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