Eight-and-a-half month old baby Wyatt (not this one) is in the zone. He's playing along with a Pantera song his mommy and his daddy put on in order to record a video for the Internet and he doesn't give one heck about anything that anybody thinks about it, or about the impossibilities re: a baby drumming. He's in the zone, man, and all he can do is smile. And drum.
It's also cute to imagine the cymbals are buttons and the baby is extra tiny. :)