This morning, Mummy went to a cemetery in Hamilton, Scotland. It was to attend her young boss's funeral. You may remember me telling you about his fatal motorcycle accident in Glen Coe a month ago. Apparently there were over five hundred mourners at the funeral gathering and no doubt countless tears.
Because Frances was up in Scotland last night, Phoebe aged 3½ had a sleep-over at Grandma and Grandpa's house. She attends a nearby nursery school for three days every week and so this morning Shirley took her there.
She is pictured up at the top of this blogpost in our garden yesterday afternoon holding her beloved Monty (a sloth) and dressed in her "Frozen" costume. Also in attendance are Beau and Peep - our famous ovine pets.
Below, Margot, aged eight months, is starting to enjoy sitting in the "Little Tikes" car but because it has no engine and no pedals she isn't going to be travelling far any time soon. She remains the most delightful baby ever. Always smiley and she hardly ever cries. However, in joy rather than complaint, she will occasionally let out an amazing high pitched scream that could shatter crystal wine glasses.
She likes to grab grandpa's face, threatening to pull off the mask that hides his true identity. And after weeks of resistance she is getting the hang of solid foods now - though it will never be quite like filling her little belly with mother's milk.
We are so blessed.
There's something about the youngest that indicates a strong stern character like she knows what she wants. Have fun.
ReplyDeleteI feel the same about her - it's as if she is just biding her time as a baby.
DeleteSuch happy children, a tribute to their families.
ReplyDeleteOnly one family Bob. Our grandson Zachary is down in London.
DeleteThose little girls are just darling. You really are blessed.
ReplyDeleteCouldn't have asked for better Jennifer.
DeleteThey are such sweethearts, Neil!
ReplyDeleteIt is always a joy to see them Ellen.
DeleteWe have 6 grandSONS. My wife was desperate to go shopping for pretty dresses, etc, but it wasn't to be.
ReplyDeleteWhy not? I have seen pictures of your grandsons and they could have looked really pretty in party dresses.
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd the girls are too!
DeleteI love Phoebe's dress, both girls are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI own land in Glen Coe, in the national park where they sell off small pieces like a square foot or three (something like that) to many people so a large corporation can't buy it up and destroy it. I think I own about 11 square feet and "no-one" owns a bit as well. I'm told such ownership allows me to refer to myself as "Lady". I'm just glad to be able to help save the park.
I hope that Frances's boss did not meet death on your piece of land!
DeleteGrandchildren are a true blessing, they do grow up so very quickly.
ReplyDeleteUntil they came along I never really knew how special the bond between a grandparent and a grandchild can be. So much love.
DeleteDo I detect the merest hint of grandfatherly pride?
ReplyDeleteJust a smidgen JayCee.
DeleteYou are obviously a doting grandpa.
ReplyDeleteGuilty your honour!
DeleteWonderful photos.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dave.
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteJust like their grandpa!
DeleteSweet girls, and proud grandpa :)
ReplyDeleteGrandpas can be sweet too!
DeleteSuch wonderful sheep! And grandkids, but I didn't know you had yard sheep.
ReplyDeleteIn England a "yard" tends to be a hard place with concrete so these are garden sheep David. Didn't David have a flock of sheep in "The Bible"?
DeleteOh, August's stuffed companion is a sloth too. His name is "Slothie" which may tell you how long he's had him.
ReplyDeleteThey are beautiful children, Mr. P. I know the deep love you feel for them. In a way, in the most basic biological way, they are the meaning of our lives.
I concur though I rarely say that for some people by accident or design choose to be childless.
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