When we went inside, he spotted these 2 shining buckets that were sitting in the dining room- I like them but have no idea where I want them stored/used (anyone have any suggestions?). He decided they should be used for drums.
He asked for some spoons so he could 'bam on them'.
This 'music' he was making was probably the loudest thing I've ever heard in my life. I think my ears might still be ringing from it, actually.
But he had a blast and especially enjoyed my exaggerated squeals from the loud noise.
I expected baby boy #2 to be kicking and thrashing from the loud noise. Maybe all that cheese dip and Mexican food I ate for lunch kept him well insulated. :)
At any rate, it was an (loud) afternoon that I want to remember.