When my son Jimmy was six years old, we were coming home one evening and as we stepped up onto the front stoop and I reached to unlock the front door, he looked up at me and said: “Mom, there are frogs in those bushes.” “Oh yeah,” I replied. “How do you know?” “Because I can smell them.”  His little beaming face was so excited; I do believe he really could smell those frogs. That kind of glee, that sheer joy of knowing that something exciting is right around the corner, is how I feel every … [Read more...]