Shouldn't I Have a Dozen Years Before . . .

I have to start worrying about this?

At the zoo a couple weeks ago, we're at a picnic area eating lunch. Phoebe keeps turning around and looking at the table behind us and not eating her lunch. At the table behind us was a father and his three sons (aged about 6-9). We told her, after a this had gone on for a while, to turn around and eat. To this she responded: "No. Wait. I eat minute. I look at boys."

We went out for breakfast Sunday, and Phoebe, again not properly focused on food, climbs out of our booth and stares at the booth behind ours. Told to come back and eat, she again says "minute. I look at boys." (Sure enough, the table behind us a was a family with two young sons).