I’m not totally sure that it’s acceptable to blog about children and cuteness inside of this bloghosphere/safespace, but the existence of this document was too Totally Awesome to pass up.
Last year for Christmas, Tracks and I decided to be instigators and buy Sully (age 6) a bona fide, legit, kid-size drum kit–snare, kick drum, cymbals, the works. Predictably, it was the loudest thing in the land and somewhere around mid-January, the sticks “disappeared.”
Below, transcript from his school journal. (Please pay special attention to the illustration of the face-melting rock-and-roll band at the top, complete with hand-standing fan on the far right.)
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