Cuddles

Cuddles with Grandma...

Well we made it - with every possible delay you could image, and lots of foul language for the kids to ignore along the way!  Flight delayed, son needing the loo AGAIN (despite 2 stops before leaving the airport), resulting in a wrong turn on the Motorway...you get the idea.  Alas, we made it. 

Bedtime came...and went...and my little man was still bug eyed, despite his sister and dad sleeping soundly asleep next to him (no my husband was not supposed to be sleeping)!  I collected him and took him in to Grandma for cuddles.  We weren't sure if this would be feasible due to the condition of her leg, but it worked out.  So, under the blanket they went, and the computer games ensued!  Eventually I pulled the plug on his little adventure and took him back to bed.  My turn next!  I felt like I was a small child again as I lay cuddling Mum for the first time in too long.  I remember all the days I used to climb onto her lap in her big chair, and just sitting there cuddling...I still love hugging people!  Eventually we parted ways and went to bed, but it was good to talk.  We did touch on the inevitable, and it's definitely that much more painful thinking about it whilst I'm with her.  I struggle to imagine the pain that Dad will endure when she's gone - this house will be a lonely one, despite the dogs.  I went to bed and cried on my husband.  

Today is a new day, and the kids are having so much fun it's lovely.  Mum sat down with my little girl and helped her with her Maths homework and then Dad took my other rugrat outside to play with Scalextric (you have to be fairly old to know what that is).  I could hear him yelling "Mum, you used to play this when you were small?"  The children are having fun, and I get to be around my parents...a girl always needs her parents!