I’ve blogged before about how grateful I am that the kids have all got to spend time with my grandmother, and vice versa. Last week, while we were home, our priority was a visit with great granny.
Regular readers will know that my grandmother celebrated her 99th birthday last year, so has now entered her 100th year. While this is an incredible achievement, and she is quite simply amazing for her age, I am realistic enough to know that these visits are becoming more important and more precious.
I was particularly keen for her to see the wee girl, as she was only eleven months old the last time we were able to visit. The wee girl did not disappoint and ran around in a giggly, entertaining, happy circle for the duration of our visit. I was also very impressed with how good the boys were, and how wonderfully they engaged with great granny. It meant the world to me, as I’m sure it did to my grandmother.
These photos make me smile, but they also make me feel very emotional. I clearly remember the wonderful times I spent with my grandmother when I was a child. She was so much fun; she painted my nails and let me borrow her shoes (I have her to thank for my own shoe obsession!). I am so glad that my children have been able to meet her.
Have your children been lucky enough to meet any of their great grandparents?