Third Childhood

If parenting is a bridge back into a second childhood, then grand-parenting is a chance for a third childhood. In two short days with my Zadie and Malik, we have:

·      Flown a kite.

·      Dug holes at the beach.

·      Camped out in the backyard.

·      Ridden a ferry on the SF Bay.

·      Swum in a pool.

·      Ridden a bike.

·      Played in the playground

·      Played catch.

·      Built with blocks.

·      Sung songs.

·      Played the piano together.

·      Jammed on kazoo, harmonica and rubber chicken.

·      Danced.

·      Roughhoused.

·      Told stories.

·      Read stories.

·      Drawn pictures.

·      Cooked together.

·      Watched Pinocchio.

·      Made a mess.

·      Cleaned up.

The odd thing is that I do most of these things each week even without my grandchildren!

I guess Peter Pan is still my hero.