The Incredible Hulk lives here! (Don't make him angry, you wont like him when he is angry!) All along we had been fooled into thinking that we had ourselves a handsome son. We now know better.
In November, he had asked for a drum set for Christmas. We don't spend that sort of money on gifts usually. So, being that he was very behind in his math at the time, we told him he could have the drums at Christmas so long as math was up to date. He knew someone who was selling a concert quality set. It was a great deal and he said they were going for a steal. So his Dad bought them, but gave this warning. "If I hear one single "Boom-di-di Boom" Ill turn around and sell those drums faster than you can say drumsticks!". DEAL!!!
Well Christmas came and went, low and behold, he didn't catch up by the Cool Yule, so the drums stayed stacked in the corner of his room. Christmas morning , he got new socks, underwear and bedding.
I said to his Dad, "AWW He's been working hard, lets just give them to him anyways." I was flabbergasted when Sonny Boy piped up "Mom! You are so weak. I didn't meet my end of the bargain, and I am prepared to face the consequences." My jaw hit the floor! Surely this was evidence that this boy must have an over supply of integrity!
Well, It's now the end of the school year and he has caught up, and got an A to boot!
On the last day of school, he came home and quietly assembled his drum set.
He plays them for hours and is getting really good at them. He can play them with pride, knowing he fully earned this reward.
Happy Christmas kiddo!
I am glad we sound-proofed his room when we did our renos. We can still hear the drumming, but it is muffled and not too overwhelming. He likes to open his windows, and the sound travels up to the rest of the house and neighbourhood.
Bobbie, can you hear him play?