Benjamin plays trombone in band but walks all over the house banging on everything with drumsticks. Nathaniel actually plays percussion, but has no interest in playing a drum set. He likes the geekier percussion instruments and specifically asked for a triangle for home so he could "work on triangle technique".
Okay, I was a music major. I played (badly) in drumline in marching band in high school. I had to take a whole percussion class in college. And I once played the triangle in a community orchestra concert. (They needed one more percussion player, and I wasn't helping the violins all that much anyway, so nobody complained when I volunteered.) However, with all that in mind, when he mentioned working on playing the triangle, I just looked at him and said, "There's a technique for triangle??" Then he looked at me with a withering stare that says, "Ugh, why don't my parents know anything??" And we moved on.
The point of me telling you this is that I decided to give Benjamin a digital drum set for Christmas. I did not give him an amp, so I'm at least a little bit intelligent. It's blessedly quiet and if he starts banging on the furniture with drum sticks, I can send him to his drum set. He was thrilled with the gift.
I gave Nathaniel a triangle. He was equally thrilled.
Blessed weirdos.
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