A pride of grandmothers?
As you know we have had a boon of births lately. In our street there were two in the last year or so, around the corner another lot and one house further another on on the way. You might well ask what they put in our water supply!
Most afternoons one has to drive extra slowly as the roads are padded with grannies pushing prams with pride and pizzazz. It is too lovely to see how they beam from ear to ear and how they stop whenever they encounter someone. Most of the time I have had this pleasure the babies have been as good as gold so there must be something about the calming influence of a grandparent.
Our neighbour next door is lucky enough to have both sets of parents live close by and they often take the little girl out and about. The grandfather is the proudest and carries the little one on his arm, chest forward with pride and sheer love in his face for this little person. Really nice to see. Of course I have to say, that this little girl is as cute as a button and friendly to boot.
Today as I was passing another granny with pram I couldn't help but smile to myself when I saw her daughter use the opportunity to hang a lot of washing on the line. Can't be easy to be at home with an almost two year old toddler who is starting on her journey to discover her surrounds and what her world has in store.
These little glimpses of normality are so calming and heart warming and as old as time...
Biggi
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