He does
he plays the saxophone and guitar. I've also taught him piano.
We had a row when he came in today as he'd just DRAWN on his arm - he honestly looked like a tattoo artist, which indicates he's not really been paying attention! I just stuck him straight in the shower which he protested about moodily.
The problem is his Dad was always a lot stricter than I was and sometimes - frequently really - too severe for minor transgressions or accidents. I remember him making DS cry for things like accidentally knocking the baby (he was tickling her and he knocked her and she started howling - as babies do! - but it was an accident.) As such, DS has always been well behaved; very well behaved, too well behaved, really.
He is a lovely, gorgeous person. He's incredibly empathetic and caring and lovely, he cares so much about others - animals and younger children - he is very, very clever (his dad is also very intelligent and perceptive) and talented (I am technically qualified to teach music, although I have never really used this, and DS is talented in this respect which isn't to say he's necessarily the next Mozart, of course!)
But now there's a weird combination of feeling safe enough to misbehave with me, of feeling that (I think) if he is naughty his dad will come back, of feeling generally angry with all sorts of things and also, I suspect, quite enjoying the shock his rebellion has elicited in the kids in his class.
Unfortunately, the one thing I can't force myself to be tolerant about is out and out rudeness. It he is being, much as it pains me to say so. It is embarrassing, as I feel it reflects so badly on me as a parent!