We go out for dinner.  As we’re finishing the meal, a young man with a recorder appears.  He begins to play.

My granddaughter is mesmerized.

Her mother and I are amused.

I take a video of him, and of her watching him.

http://youtu.be/rPnBRi9EEHg

But when he comes over to talk to her, she’s in seventh heaven.

http://youtu.be/qZyIpDu6U5M

Now, almost a week later, she still watches those videos on my phone a zillion times, often with almost the same intent interest as the first time.  She prefers the first one, the one of him playing, which she calls “jumping video.”  She likes it almost as much as listening to “My Girl {aka Where Did You Sleep Last Night.}

And I’m glad he’s not really the Pied Piper and she can’t get out of her highchair to follow him!