Susan you don't stop laughing when you grow old. You growl old when you stop laughing. (George Bernard Shaw)!

Your little grandies are so lucky! You know I don't recall my gran doing ONE THING with us, no babysitting, not a hug (Scots don't/didn't used to hug!), never knitted for us, or cooked, never indulged us, no jokes...I could go on. Interestingly, when she was old, she wanted us back in her lfe. Too late!