The Tambourine

Tonight C walked up to me, holding a drum in one hand and a tambourine in the other. Smiling, he thrust the tambourine toward me and said, quite clearly, “You play it, Daddy!”

I was so shocked, I nearly forgot to take the damn tambourine from him. This was neither scripted nor prompted; this was a genuine request, directed at me, in the form of a verbalized desire to interact.

And interact we did: I shook the tambourine in time to his drumming for a good two or three minutes, and every so often C would look at me and smile as we played together.



  1. These are the kinds of moments that boost us as parents of children dealing with these challenges. With my son i find that music and rhythm help him focus. Sometimes when i cannot prompt an appropriate reaction or response form him, i sing what i want to communicate to him and get a better response from him.