had an early morning conversation with Gram about Penguins
watered flowers that did not need watering
ran down the middle of a country road
swam in a pond
perched on a stump
and already given mom one of those, "holy crap, he grew AGAIN" moments.
This afternoon we may go swimming in a different pond (there are many). And maybe try to catch some bugs. It beats trying not to throw things at a gate agent at the airport. Or work, for that matter.