drum day

john took three buckets and started drumming on them with an empty soda bottle.  daddy saw that he was enjoying himself and gave him some drumsticks.  john played a little music before dinner and as soon as he was done with dinner asked to be excused so that he could drum again.  he lines the buckets up on the couch and goes to town. 

he also does not want gillian anywhere near his drums.  "mommy, gilly can't have the green bucket unless she asks.  she can't ask unless she is taller and bigger."  poor gilly can't play with the big boy. 

here is my little man drumming away...

shortly after this he said to me, "mommy, today is drum day. i could do this everyday."

daddy just put him to bed and he brought his drumsticks with him.  i could be in trouble if fun day turns into a hobby.