If only we all could forever capture our exuberance, enthusiam, effervescence, eagerness and trust and triumph of youth.
Last night, the hottest night of the summer, I captured my 6-year old grandson Andrew’s adventures off the diving board.  For these photos, he had one word:  “Awesome!”
Yep.  I agree.  But I mean that Andrew is AWESOME… and [...]

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This morning, I read with interest an article in my local newspaper about a nudist resort in Connecticut.  This resort, it seems, features a pool, hot tub, walking trails, a softball field and tennis courts, spots for recreational vehicles/tents.
And, well… nudists.
This is intriguing.  (Except, of course, for the extreme cool temperatures and rain that has [...]

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The sun is spectacularly spectacular today, as it was yesterday as well.  Everyone seems to be smiling more and stepping a bit lighter and a lot happier.
As I’ve written before, I don’t complain much about the weather because it’s truly is something I cannot control.  But 30-some-odd days of rain, clouds and thunderous storms do [...]

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The sun’s been peeking through the clouds here in New England… at least enough for swimming lessons in semi-frigid waters.
Ah…
And it was on the way home from “the pool” today that I learned a new word from one of my grandsons.
DIVINGSAUR.
Swimming lessons include a modified/assisted “jump” off the diving board, and Audrey’s 3-year old, Alexander, [...]

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I have a big basket of children’s books.  Some are fairly new, but most of them belonged to my children when they were kids.  I had enrolled them in something called the Scholastic Children’s Choice Book Club, and a new book magically arrived each month through the mail.  These books are hardcover and sturdy.  Yes, [...]

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Touch a what?
Touch a Truck!
Today was the annual Touch a Truck event and fundraiser at our local YMCA.  It features what every kid loves.  Trucks.  Trucks and vehicles of all shapes, all sizes, all ages… that kids get to touch, climb on, sit in, horn blow, wear helmets and head-gear, “steer” and enjoy.  And of [...]

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Of all the world’s oceans and lakes and rivers and steams -
Of all the man-made wave pools and splash parks and private clubs -
There’s just something so sweet and simple and innocent and enduring about a little back yard pool…

(This is my Nana, my Aunt Jean, my Uncle Bob, me and my brother Bill – [...]

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I was reading the wonderful children’s book, Blueberries for Sal, by Robert McCloskey, to my grandsons this morning… and it filled me to the brim with a beautiful slice of my own childhood.
Blueberry picking.  And just like in the book, blueberry picking in Maine.  No, I didn’t get all mixed up with  a mama bear [...]

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Dear Kohler,
I am the grandmother of 7 grandsons.
Count ‘em. 7. Andrew is 5. Jake is 4. William is 3. Alexander is 2. Benjamin is 1. Henry is 12 weeks. And Dylan is 6 weeks.
That’s a lotta… how can I say this delicately… pee.
Yesterday is a wonderful example [...]

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Have you ever done this?
I did it yesterday.
And I am still cringing.
Oh… PLEASE make the memory disappear.
Barry and I were at a little farm stand, just having the best ‘ol summer time picking out beautiful ripe tomatoes, sun-touched corn, perfect peppers, luscious squash and nice, firm cucumbers.
Maybe it’s the cucumbers that got me into trouble. [...]

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