Moses likes to say his brother’s name. Sometimes when we’re in the car and Oscar is sleeping, Mo will sing the Oscar Marcelino song at the top of his lungs.
Those blue blobs at the bottom of the frame are Mo’s socks.
Moses likes to say his brother’s name. Sometimes when we’re in the car and Oscar is sleeping, Mo will sing the Oscar Marcelino song at the top of his lungs.
Those blue blobs at the bottom of the frame are Mo’s socks.
I picked up this great Gretsch kit on Craigslist from a Berkeley High kid who was suffering from teen angst and lost interest in playing. We set it up in the basement. Mo gets a little frustrated that he can’t reach the pedals for the hi-hats and the kick drum, but he still has a lot of fun playing.
Oddly enough, he will only perform for immediate family. The kid’s only two and he already has performance anxiety. If anyone else is in the room he sorta shuts down and lets the drumsticks fall to the ground.
Jojo and Momo have finally reached the age where they can play together. Too cute.