Having the Grandkids to Stay

At the park

All in all, I’m loving having them. Not just because I think they are the most brilliant grandkids ever, but also because it makes me realise what is really important in life. It’s easy to get wrapped up in whether the books are doing well, or this short story will be accepted, or is my work in progress total rubbish, having Maddy and Ollie to stay puts all that in perspective.

It’s a pause, a whirlwind of activity followed by moments of intense quiet. Having the grandkids to stay for a few days in the summer holidays puts everything else on hold. The writing comes to a halt. Except for this blog squeezed in while they are still asleep, there is no time even to think about the current/next project. Having said that, a sneeze has led Maddy, Ollie and me to start a story about a snot monster. Apart from that all my energies are concentrated on spending precious time with the kids and making sure that they are enjoying their week away from home.

Part of that is having lots to do and doing things that they don’t do anywhere else. When my own kids stayed with their grandparents secret suppers were the order of the day. Once they were in bed their granny came up with plates full of the kind of food that didn’t happen at home; chocolate and cake featured strongly. Whether or not teeth were washed afterwards I did not inquire.

Maddy and Ollie do clean their teeth but breakfast is taken in bed, while watching Shaun the Sheep. It’s become a granny’s house ritual, as has going to the park with the long, long slide, skimming the pond of weed and the flowers that Maddy picks for the dining room table.

Yesterday it poured with rain, so Maddy made a robot from cardboard boxes and Ollie using the theatre his sister had made from a cardboard box the previous year treated me to the story of Major Clanger and the giant. A frog featured too who had betrayed his friend the clanger and had to suffer the consequences.

If this all sounds idyllic, we have had our moments of sibling scrapping and missing mummy. That’s when the experience of having brought up three kids and teaching hundreds more kicks in and eventually we all get back on an even keel.

All in all, I’m loving having them. Not just because I think they are the most brilliant grandkids ever, but also because it makes me realise what is really important in life. It’s easy to get wrapped up in whether the books are doing well, or this short story will be accepted, or is my work in progress total rubbish, having Maddy and Ollie to stay puts all that in perspective.

 

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