Yesterday evening we went to see the girly whirlys...our nickname for our grandaughters.
Aimee, 6 is doing some writing practice, I laid on the floor helping her. She's taken to holding her pen all awkward...just like her dad used to.
'Hold your pen like this Aims...its much easier'
'Its horrible grandad, it s easier my way'
'Yes but look at how neat that word is you just did
'
That spurred her on a bit, we must have done 50 words together.
Yasmine, 2 has really taken to one of my games with her. She walked up, stood straight in front of me, looked impishly and said....
'Grandad, im on your land
'
Thats my cue to pick her up and throw her (safely) onto the settee and say..
'Get orf moi laaand'
Repeat several times over, with mounting excitement each time.
After a while, the wife said...
'Colin, you'd better stop, they're going to bed soon, she wont sleep'