If Mookie asks for a drum set, it’s my fault. She and I visited her guidemother Darcey recently when she was in the area, and the friend hosting her had a child’s size drum set. I encouraged Mookie to try it and she seemed to like it.
I called Joy around that time. It was hard to hear each other. “That’s Mookie in the background playing drums,” I enthused. “Great,” she didn’t.