Why I love my grandchildren

GrandDaughter2 often makes a special card for us. This is the one from last weekend.

Out for a walk GrandSon4 and I were bringing up the rear. Hearing a noise behind us we looked around and saw some people in the distance. 'Eur, humans!' GrandSon4 exclaimed. I know how he feels.

Chatting to GrandSon2 I said my grandchildren loved me because I always had their favourite food in the house. 'That's not why,' GrandSon2 said. 'It's because you play with us and go on the trampoline with us.'

GrandDaughter3 was playing football with her daddy and brother and she looked over and saw me watching. She came across, held out her hand, and said, 'You can come play with us.'

GrandDaughter1 drew my picture. When I saw it I said, 'This is lovely and very flattering: you haven't shown my big nose or big ears.' 

'You haven't got a big nose or big ears! This is how you look!'

Later on she did my hair for me too.

Incidentally, when Husband saw my portrait he said, 'You've left out the wrinkles too!'

And that is why I prefer my grandchildren to my Husband!