Reposted fron the Lethal Doses Forum:

Ok... my kid's gonna be a drummer when he grows up. That's all there is to it.

Even Hubby couldn't miss it this time. And they're supposed to be stronger the closer I get to the big day. If so, I'm in *big* trouble! A good thing so far is that he's only been tapping on the outside of my tummy. I'm not looking forward to when he starts using my kidneys & bladder for cymbals.