The great thing about grandchildren is that you get to do it all over again, like hopping on a bus to play town. Sure, I know we can all play even as adults and sometimes we even get the chance and have the nerve to do so. But children and then grandchildren give permission to jump on in and be a kid again. It’s not so much the circle of life as the spiral of life and here and there you get to make the leap from higher in the spiral to a little lower - just for a magic moment at least. The sun has finally made an appearance here in the UK and it is so much fun to get out in the garden and enjoy it - just waiting for Ethan and we can get down and serious with those trucks … .