Musical talents, that is.
Here he is rocking the harmonica.
For his 2nd Christmas, he received a drum set from my parents. He played with it for 2 hours straight that night! Since that time it has had lots of use. Many people think this is a terrible gift, but actually it's very helpful. Having a 3 story house, I often know where to find him. I just have to listen!
He has since dismantled his high hat cymbals, and walks around the house, with a finger through each hole in the middle, using them as crash cymbals like a marching band. What can I say? He was born with it!
On a recent trip to Chicago, Aunt Ash picked him up his first set of bongos. I sometimes have to remind him that no sticks are allowed on the bongo drums, only fingers, but he adores them! One day he walked up to me holding his bongo drums, kissed each drum head & said, "I love bongos."
And just last night, he saw a large paper clip sitting on the desktop when we went to the YMCA to swim. He looked at me and said, "I want the trombone, Mama!"
This kid never ceases to amaze me!
