Bubby and I made a deal:
Where are we going to put a set of fricken drums? We will not buy a set of drums until we move. Period.
So for punishment, the drums went into Bubby's office. Let's see how long the banging lasts while he's trying to pay bills or write a screenplay.
6 comments:
WOW! WHAT A NICE LOOKING (NOISY) SET OF DRUMS. BET ALL THE BOYS LOVE THEM. P.S. DON'T FORGET TO KEEP THE SLIDING DOOR LOCKED.
Our neighbor has drums. He lives 5 houses down. And plays them often...at weird hours of the day/night.
Do drums ever really sound good if one is not at a rock concert or football game?
OH! Tidbit for ya re: Izzy. I know, random, but if his thumb gets sore from being an appendage pacifier, try the Breast Therapy stick by Gerber. It looks like a giant chapstick that isn't goopy like Lansinoh and is perfect for chapped fingers plus safe for him to continue his mission with less pain.
Probably not great to encourage it further but I doubt his wish for a new thumb will come true.
it's all about the comprimise, baby.
good work.
That is freaking awesome...I would have done the exact same thing!!!
Tallulah: I'm looking into my crystal ball and seeing you developing a crazy coping mechanism habit of exceptionally-loud performance opera singing... at the crack of dawn! (Desperate times call for desperate measures.) Hopefully Way Down in Mayberry is also WAY far away from Neighbors with Thin Walls! -V.
That's a real nice seat of drums there...I always thought that if you dislike someone, you give their child a gift of drums. The especially tiny, noisy kind. I haven't given anyone any drums yet.
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