Monday Scramble: Reaching


Over the weekend, I’m told, my grandson passed a developmental milestone of sorts. Seeing an iPad at a neighboring restaurant table on Saturday, he demonstrably reached for it. At some further milestone, Will will realize that not every iPad belongs to him. For the moment, though, he wants things that aren’t being dangled in front of him. He does love playing with the iPad — if “playing” is the word. He never looks so serious otherwise. He makes me think of Churchill scowling over maps in the Cabinet War Rooms.

On Sunday, Will’s mom enjoyed her first Mother’s Day. Now I feel really old.