Ok, who wants to go on a picnic!!!!!




About two miles from Sam's house, a path winds its way down to the Hudson river, under the George Washington bridge. From there, if we want, we can go the entire length of Manhattan on a bike/running path. But we decided to picnic next to the famous Little Red Lighthouse, made famous by a children's book written in the late 1940's. Sam has a copy of the book of course. It's a wonderful story. The lighthouse was scheduled for demolition when literally millions of kids wrote letters of protest. So here is Sam and Grandpa at the actual lighthouse.

Sam, being Sam, was happiest playing in the grass. In this one you can see part of the lighthouse on his left, and see how small it is compared to the "great grey bridge.

Sam was his usual smiley self.

And, too soon, it was time to go.

Great day (as always with Sam).

Well, it's taken grandpa two weeks to finally steal Aunt Desiree's camera and get some new photos. Sam says: "I'm in the playground now and this guy comes up to me. I'm not sure about him, and what he's pointing at me, but hey, ain't grandma beautiful? Oh, it's grandpa with a camera. He wants to see me smile. It's something I do very well, right? Now I gotta make sure grandma is still here. Hey grandma, can you get this booger out of my nose?

Time to do some climbing. What do you think of my teeth?

OK Aunty Deb, It's about time, I know, but I'm finally crawling toward you. Grandpa says it's his new favorite picture, and he thanks Aunty Deb for encouraging him to take it.

Crawling is so much fun. Now, let's go find some dirt to play in, ummm it looks good enough to eat. But I better not get mom upset, so I'll just run my fingers through it.

But now it's time for some real excitement. Are you ready? C'mon, let's go already. Wheeeeeee...

Whew, that was quite a ride.

Thanks for coming with me to the park. We gotta do it again sometime.