Dearest Owen,

I am still remembering the small delights that you and I discovered together up in Skaneateles.

I watched your fascination with the water when we bathed you in the kitchen sink. Your sense of wonder was so enchanting as you reached out to feel this lovely sensation of streaming water.

Still covered with remnants of your sweet potatoes from dinner, you were oblivious to the washing and hair shampooing that was being done to you as you sat and explored.

With all of the technological stimulation that surrounds us these days, it was so refreshing to stop and see the world through your eyes.

I hope that you don't ever lose that wonderful ability to seek out the simple pleasures in life...

I love you,

Grammie