This is my son…sixteen years in the past. It seems like only a moment ago that he was running naked on a Molokai beach. Today, he’s grown, has a car, works at Starbucks, will start college in the fall. He hangs with his friends most of the time now, has a cool MySpace site, likes nice clothes and takes pleasure in catching planes to warmer places. Only yesterday I heard his squeal as he ran down the sand to the water, and ran back up the sand chased by the incoming waves.
This is just a celebration, if only through dim recollection, of that feeling of the child, delighting skin on skin in the total freedom and magic of the world.
~Dan~
of mere being 
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April 18, 2007 at 6:28 pm
Vincenza
How perfectly precious. I hope your son doesn’t mind your sharing his picture, but there’s nothing quite as joyful as a naked baby. Just thought I’d let you know my granddaughter was born April 5, 2:04 p.m. PST. Kadence Rayne Mueller, 5 lbs, 11 oz, 20.5 inches, strawberry blond hair. Absolutely gorgeous, according to Nonna Vincenza. The world made perfect again….
April 21, 2007 at 8:04 pm
Dan
Congratulations, Vincenza. What a lovely joy!