Had a great day. Always a great day when, as Mrs Mottie puts it, all our chicks are back in the nest. Daughter, son-in-law, son, daughter-in-law-to-be and grandson. A barbecue was planned but the weather turned so we stayed indoors. Had a nice meal, plenty to drink and the grandson kept us all busy playing games. Shopkeeper is his favourite and now he's found where I keep my cash in the bedroom, he helps himself to "Grandad dollars” and uses them in the shop. £5, £10 and £20 notes are all 'one dollar'. By the time he was ready for his bath, we were all worn out except for him. Unfortunately, as everyone was going home and I was outside on the patio sorting out some veg for them to all take home, our freshly bathed grandson came out of the patio doors, ran across the lawn…..and promptly trod, barefoot, into a fresh lawn egg that our dog had laid just three minutes earlier! Back to the bathroom he went with everyone except me and Mrs Mottie gagging. The Humanitarian/Samaritan or whatever name he's going by this week would have loved it. Well, it’s only a bit of dog poo, isn’t it.Got the kids coming round later for an early Father’s Day gathering as we are out tomorrow.
Our daughter in law to be has just texted and the last words our grandson said before dropping off to sleep in the car on the way home was "We had fun there today”. A perfect end to a perfect afternoon.
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