We were starting our morning, as usual, with fruit for breakfast. Today was special because Barrett was getting an entire bowlful of cherries, a favorite. I usually do a combo of three fruits of either cherries, blueberries, peaches, pears, apples, etc. But, I was running low on the others and had a cherry surplus, so decided to treat him. We normally listen to a particular CD of children's songs while Barrett is dining, but this morning I wasn't in the mood, probably because I'd gone to bed the night before and couldn't get the music out of my head ("Did you ever see a bee with a sunburned knee?? Did you ever see a whale with a polka-dotted tail?? Did you ever see a moose kissing a goose??") You get the picture. So, I decided this morning we would listen to Good Morning America instead and catch up on a little news. Barrett was happily chowing down when I noticed that he was staring at the TV over my shoulder, slack jawed, in total awe.