So on Friday night we went out for sandwiches at Panera Bread, which we haven't done in a while. The Peanut loves their grilled cheese kids' sandwiches. Afterwards we stopped at our local Best Cellars wine place so Mr. Fraulein and I could enjoy the nightly tasting. As they sometimes do, they had a small band playing live music during the wine tasting--just two guys, a vocalist/guitarist and a percussionist. The Peanut is always mesmerized by any live music, so she stood for a while watching them play. Then the percussion guy offered her a little egg-shaker maraca-type thing. She was a bit shy about it at first, but then agreed to try it, and even sat in with the band for a song, playing her shaky-maraca thing along with the beat.
Once she had enough of that she came back to where we were standing. As the little band continued to play, the Peanut started dancing, jumping up and down with glee. She closed her eyes and shook her head, making her hair fly in front of her eyes, which made her look like a 3-year-old version of the people in those iPod ads.