What a great way to end the weekend: two of my children and their families at the house. After ice cream and M&Ms, the two little ones (a granddaughter 20 months old and a grandson 28 months) had lost their clothes and were each dressed in a diaper and nothing else, running around the house, laughing and calling each other: "Come here, baby!" Running up the stairs, grinning at us from the landing above us, and sliding back down the stairs just to run back up again. And laughing all the time. How great is that?