The children of our children… part 1

My daughter is over from Nairobi to have her second baby. As I am writing this she is one week over due and, by the time you read this, I am sure that we will have a new baby in family. But right now it is both an anxious and exciting time. In order to help out I have been spending precious time with her first child, my grandson. As there is a playgroup at the top of our street I thought I would be brave and enter a world which I had left far behind. To my absolute shock, surprise and delight there were two other grandparents present, we laughed and frolicked (well I did) because we three used to do ‘playgroup’ a generation ago. Here we were now with the children of our children.