LITTLE DRUMMER BOY

My son walked into the living room where I was sitting on the couch working on my computer.

“Are you kidding me?” he laughed. “How many times are you going to play that song?”

I looked down at the video playing on my phone. “Hey, Little Drummer Boy is my favorite Christmas carol!”

“I can tell.”

He went over to the couch where my phone was laying and looked at the video. “Do you have it on a loop?”

“Oh, come on!” I laughed as I picked up my phone. “It’s not that bad.” I tapped the screen to pause the video.

Alex nodded. “True. It’s not as bad as a few years ago when you watched The Greatest Showman movie every night for months.”

“It wasn’t every night.” I laughed.

“Sure seemed like it to me.” Alex shook his head. “I couldn’t get some of those tunes out of my head the next day!”

“Exactly!” I cried. “That was a tough year at work. Whenever it started to feel like it was becoming too much I’d replay one of those songs in my head, and it would help make a tough day better!”

Alex nodded his head toward my phone. “So is that what you’re doing with this?”

I shook my head. “No, Little Drummer Boy is just a favorite.” I picked up my phone and looked at the paused video. “Have you ever heard of the band called for King & Country?”

Alex shook his head. “No.”

“Well, that’s the one I’ve been listening to this year.” I looked over at Alex. “I loved when Bing Crosby and David Bowie did a duet years ago.” I paused to think of what others I’d loved over the years. I held up my pointer finger. “I also loved when Pentatonix sung it. Both of theirs were more classic versions. But this one…” I tapped the screen again to continue playing and looked at Alex and smiled. “There’s just something about this one that I love.” I was moving my head to the beat of the music.

“I can tell.” Alex shook his head again. “Well, at least Christmas break will be over soon.”

I was confused. “What’s that suppose to mean?”

“It means that I won’t have to hear Little Drummer Boy forty times a day.” He turned to go back to his room.

I smiled as I watched him retreating down the hall. “Let’s see if that turns out to be true.” I whispered under my breath.