Christian stinks at hide and seek

It's true, he is really bad at it.  I seriously could hide half the day if I wanted to.  Lately I've found when I need to text someone or quickly finish reading something, I should simply suggest playing hide and seek. I usually let him wander for a couple minutes and then start making beeping noises so he doesn't think I've been eaten by monsters.
If he hides, he is usually so excited that his musical soul can't help but sing at the top of his lungs while hiding.

Stephen and I have been thinking about instruments for Christian.  He's still a little young and we're still a little poor, but daydreaming we try and think of something that is his style.

Since I think about the age of 11 when I saw Christmas around the world, I have deemed only three instruments for my kids:

The Cello
The Bagpipes
The Alp Horn

Christian has the volume for bagpipes, but I think he  needs an instrument that allows for more passion--I think I might just have to make an exception for a drummer.  Besides, while cello players get one stick/bow, drummers get two.  

I'm afraid that Simeon is using all his musical passion up at the age of two as he is still obsessed with piano guys and we can't even enjoy church without tantrums that we won't let him play during the Sacrament Meeting.  I'd love to see the same obsession when he is nine and we're paying for lessons.

In the meantime, I'm trying to figure out what I have to do in life to be important enough for the following to be performed in my honor--preferably with all my boys in their Livingston/Donaldson kilts performing center stage: