Another theme of this blog, revisited this evening: The joys of grandparenting.
Our little granddaughter is spreading her wings . . . or shall we say, her fond-fond . . . as she learns from day to day how to navigate on her own, preferring the scooting motility in this phase of her development. Honey and Papa, of course, find the little squirt’s exploratory pursuits to be so terribly endearing.