“This sand in my pants is annoying,” said our grandson.
How is it that the sand that’s been in a six-year-old boy’s pants since he first rolled in surf hours earlier doesn’t become annoying until it’s time to walk back to the house?
That is one of life’s answerable questions. In the midst of all the things we can’t answer, some things are certain. And one of them is that children are able to ignore distractions as long as they’re having fun.
But when we began the quarter-mile walk up the hill to our condo, the whining began. Continue reading Lessons from a Six-Year-Old?