I spent the last week with three of my grandsons (aged 7 and three year old twins) while their parents were in Europe. There was lots of time for colorful chemistry experiments, a treasure hunt, finger painting, trips to many playgrounds, and a visit to the zoo. But not much time for writing. And I […]
It was a close encounter, indeed. Grandson #4 decided it would be great fun to run his locomotive over my head. Which was no problem. Except that it was running. Before I knew it, the little wheels of the train had snagged my bangs. With every chug they grabbed more hair, pulling tighter and tighter.