Today my youngest granddaughter celebrates her second birthday. She visited me and Mrs D with her parents and we gave her a Karaoke microphone with disco lights. She serenaded us for a while and then we all went to a local café to buy her a piece of cake and a milk-shake. Afterwards, while the rest of the family were finishing their coffees, she singled me out and led me by the hand to a nearby park to show me the pretty flowers, holding on to me tightly with her little hand in mine the whole time.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing; my days just don’t get more perfect than this.
It’s wonderful being a grandfather!