My Grandson, The Ninja

I arrived in Arizona 3 days ago and I'm just starting to get over the jetlag. So I'm still mostly hanging around my daughter's house, which of course means being able to watch my grandkids. I especially love how close they are. Sure, they fight—and little Dominic can definitely hold his own against his older sister—but most of the time they are adorably close they are to each other.

Jenny's home is beautiful and the upstairs porch faces the rising sun.

The kids have lots of planned activities, including summer school and, for Dominic, a little guy's ninja class.

Now I understand the fond looks I used to get from my own grandparents when they watched me do some ordinary kid things.