In January we welcomed a brand new little human into our lives. I joined the Granny Club and probably fell in love with this little man, quicker than I did with his Daddy. Now don’t get me wrong, I love my son with all my heart but back then in 1984, having just given birth to him, I looked at him and realised my life would never be the same again - ever. It took a few hours of cuddling my baby before the rush of love came over me. It really did come like a wave, a tsunami in fact. So I never doubted my love for my son. But cuddling my new grandson; William for the first time, he was so much easier to love. Yes I would be always there for him, yes I would love him unconditionally however, I wasn’t going to be completely responsible for him, this made loving all that bit easier.
Today we had to revert to Plan B - typical English weather scuppered a trip to the Brean Beach to have a family BBQ and picnic. So we had a lovely roast dinner instead at our home. Noel and Charlie (not in these photos!) did the cooking - thank you guys you did an excellent job. The rest of us sat back or took turns as entertainment officer to the little man.
William - 5 1/2 months old
A doting Grampy - 43 1/2 years old - lol
A very proud Daddy - aged nearly 34!
Toby, William and Noel xxx
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