I can't imagine many things in this world that could possibly draw the attention away from my almost 8-year-old boy while eating his spectacularly tasty warm apple pie with it's ice-cream topper at Grandma's house.
Except that is...Grandpa with the promise of shooting a BB gun.
She loads, she points, she aims...she fires! So long says the can in the pasture. 
Time for some baseball, Madeline ponders while waiting her turn to bat...
Noah in the outfield.
for their socks to be knocked off!
Knocked off they were indeed. Sam said he had his moment of clarity...he wants his own base guitar, with his own amp. A future Scientist no-longer he says; I reminded him that being a mad-scientist could totally be a hobby...he has his whole life to decide. He wanted none of that; only an amp.
So now we hunt through the classifieds for a used base guitar...and amp.
Meanwhile Noah is just enjoying the show...
and Madeline continues to knock all of our socks off...stay tuned to a music store near you featuring Sam's debut album ???