I love spending time with my great grand and grands, I love the feel of their soft trusting hands. I love to see the joy in their faces and the marks where tears have left their traces.

I love to watch them change and grow, and help them to learn what they want to know. I love to trace the family traits, the habits, the skills, the loves and the hates.

One is an actor and one is so smart, one is delightful and just wins my heart. One is outgoing another is shy, one full of dreams, one questioning why.

One is naive and one is street clever,  one full of tantrums and one calm forever. I love all the differences, the sameness as well, and when they’re together they get on so well.

I love when they use their guile on me to persuade and to get me to see what they see. I love that they’re smart and loving and canny but most of all I love I’m their granny!