Captain AmeriCute wouldn’t open the first Christmas present I ever bought him. Of course, his fingers weren’t working too well at the time, as he was still in the womb.
The present was a toy drum. I can’t imagine a life without music any more than I can imagine a life without a beating heart or a set of breathing lungs. So I believed it was a critical Faithful Sidekick Responsibility to share this passion early and often with my favorite Pint-Sized Superhero. Yeah, OK, the fact that it might annoy his parents was a bonus.