From ""the day she was born. . ."" to the day he dies, Aliki depicts the loving relationship between a little girl and her grandfather--who makes her first bed and her second and then a cradle for her doll, sings to her and swims with her and later lies in bed while she sings to him. Aliki's predilection for Keene-eyed cuties has its most unmitigated expression here, which only brings out the inherent sugary quality of the whole soft-focus mood piece. Dewy-eyed parents might love it; a red-blooded grandfather is as likely to choke on it.