I knew with grandchildren here, the journal would change. To me it’s worth it. That said, I loved this moment with Forest today, when, with some information about tides, he suddenly thought the waves would come up to where he was playing (the tide was actually going out), so he gathered everything, not requesting any aid, and settled down further back from the ocean. It was the usual case of a little information can be dangerous…or in this case, inconvenient. Forest tackles everything so independently. I always ask Frank for help.