Funny, just last night I was singing the the lyric from the Bloodhound Gang song, “The drummer from Def Leppard’s only got one arm!” (we were talking about our first concerts — mine was Rick Springfield) and this came along, in the form of an email this morning from Sophie’s music therapist, who wanted to talk about schedules for the school year (can that really be upon us?) and as an aside, mentioned,

“…also, in case you didn’t know, Sophie is a drummer at heart. She was playing the drum set today and you could tell she was playing with everything in her.”

No, I didn’t know. A drum set may be the one thing we don’t have in the house. Oh dear. Where will we put it?