Got an urgent call from my daughter-in-law. Our 6 year old Granddaughter is throwing a sickie at 0800hrs.Quick phone call later Iv'e covered the 1030 conference, and rushed to her bedside.What is wrong with me? didn't I learn first time round! I sat down stairs only to be summoned by the princess every few minutes.I gave her water, apple juice and terminal quantities of soup, only to see madam bound stairs when mum came home.Why am I so soft on my grandmonsters? My monsters never got our attention so easily, but a teary little face will have a middle-aged old git happily stomping up the stairs.I know this is of thread, but actually, she was brilliant, and I enjoyed the time with her.
I think it was something along the lines of...I really miss those guys on the babybus, and think I might go back to BETS for another 6 months or maybe more.:o)
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