The sound of a drum. Morning noon and night. With hands, drumsticks, and whatever nearby toy can be found. Little Ava is so excited when Carter puts the drum down for one minute, because she can get her groove on.
Every time Veggie Tales "Rock Monster" comes on, we have to drum along. For at least twenty minutes this morning Carter had a drumming parade. He circled downstairs wearing a sock on one hand (what?!) and drummed up a storm wearing his puppy dog pajama pants and browns football shirt.
Our little drummer family. If you plan on visiting anytime soon, bring earplugs.



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