What is a bum-drum you ask?
One afternoon while I was standing at the sink doing dishes, out of the blue, little Liam (then four years) started hitting my bottom rhythmically .
"What are you doing?" I asked in surprise.
"I'm playing your bum-drums." was his pert reply.
Thus the 'bum-drums' came to be. Often it is hiding around the corner waiting for a bum to play apon. It has become part of our family culture - the kind of family culture that could only have been created by a boy.
I love my sons so I wanted to include diary articles about those amazing, ridiculous, hilarious, heartbreaking, gross things they do. My hope is to capture the essence of 'boy'. I hope you enjoy.
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