On a walk this evening, Legend and I come across a yard with one of those sprinklers that tick-tick-ticks slowly one way than quickly back the other way.
Legend stops dead in his tracks as soon as he spots it, then he points at it and nods, his way of asking if he can go see it. I say no because it is chilly out and he shouldn't get wet and it is also in someone's yard. Legend continues to watch enraptured.
Suddenly, Legend breaks out into dance, bobbing and wiggling to the beat of the sprinkler.
He's got good moves, but I don't really care for his taste in music.
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