That wouldn't be Leah. She likes watching her favorite thing, herself, a lot. Sesame Street holds her attention for a moment. Some cartoons can occupy Leah for a minute or two. Even Barney is only good for a maximum three minutes at a time. Repeated leg stretches are necessary during a Barney tape. However, she can and will watch the same 45 second video of the world's cutest kid, again, herself, repeatedly. To give you an idea, our motion light outside is set to remain on for five minutes. Leah sat on dad's lap for two cycles of this motion light, visible just outside the window by the computer, while watching the same minute long video of Leah wandering around the family room. No singing, no dancing, no scaling the Empire State Building and swatting at biplanes. Just wandering around and making baby faces. This is her current greatest pleasure in life.
Gene Kelly would be jealous of such narcissism.
The scariest part (yes, scary) is how funny Leah finds the conclusion of the video in which she scowls at her mother's insistence that she is not "dada" but "mama." Every time the baby in the video is corrected she then lowers her brow and looks kind of evil-mean, Leah sits at the computer and smiles really big, and maybe even laughs a little.
And yet, we'll appreciate these days. Someday, this "Aren't I the greatest?" will turn into "Why doesn't everyone else think so, all the time?" And the brow will lower...
(Posted by Dan)