Wednesday, 23 February 2011

How much fun?

How much fun is grandad?

He picked me up from McDonald's last Thursday and I went home today, that's six days I have been with G-Ma and grandad, we have had a right giggle.
What normally happens is, when I wake up in the middle of the night, mum gives me some milk and I go back to sleep. When grandad is looking after me its a whole different ball game or drum game or story time or tower building time or train track time. Its so much more fun.
It was great last week, I woke up at 4am stayed awake and kept grandad awake, then when he went to work I went back to sleep for a couple of hours. I knew he would be tired when he got home from work so I made him play with me until I went to bed at 8pm. Then you will never guess what happened! I woke up at 4am again, the look on his face was priceless, but to his credit, he just kept on playing with me.

I'm starting to like him, he lets me do what I want, even if it does entail a hammer and he does get hurt in the process...................

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