I suppose I may be risking a visit from the Theme Police, but the love between grandparents and grandchildren is a special kind of love I’d never have imagined. It has something to do witht the space between the generations. I have a friend who says with a certain amount of acerbity that it is because they have a common enemy. To me, its that the space lets us just know the best of them and the time lets us encourage them in a playful, creative way. Aidan, now eight, is into magic. I had fun playing up his latest trick–he’ll love it when I present him with this photo when he’s here next Thursday.