I well remember the days on the creek bank under the old weeping willow. We had a log there that we laid our head against. We would take off our shoes and socks and lay in the grass watching our bobbers. I have watched my share of bugs, insects, birds and butterflies beneath that old willow. These are some of my most cherished memories.
Nail clippers are a great thing to use and much less dangerous than a knife for wee ones.
Tiny fingers are very tender. Today we took the boys to Lake Erie. There is a little hotdog stand there that was established in the late 1800's. They have the best dogs and burgers in the world. Great french fries too.