So we go to the symphony on Saturday evening. We hear the music and watch the wind in the trees and feel the breeze and meet another little girl and play in the prickly grass. Such a wonderful time. Then they put us in front of that box that I love so dearly last night. They put on "Baby Mozart." Have you seen this thing? I get to sit and watch other kids play with their toys while music plays. What?! And what's with the sparkling lights going all the time? I can feel my epilepsy developing. I'll say this for Ben, he just pitched a fit until they came over mumbling something about five minutes piece (piece of what?), and they entertained him elsewhere; unfortunately it was too late for me, I had been hypnotized by the flashing lights.