I figure I know about as much about being a grandfather as I do about appreciating acorns. So it was a good thing I got an education, of sorts, about both last weekend in the mountains of El Dorado County, east of Sacramento.
Lesson Ouch: It's better that the really large and hard acorns hit the roof of a fire engine rather than your head. Learned that one while hauling folding chairs from a fire department for use at a baby shower. Finding spiders up the pants' leg was wisdom gained later.