While going through my lesson for tomorrow and Zeke keeps getting instruments out of the bucket, handing me one and then standing next to the door. He points behind him and says "Momma! Go!" When I stand behind him, he shouts at Daddy and then Kurtis gets in line. Finally when he's satisfied, we follow him and march around the living room while playing our instruments. Future Drum Major in our house?
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