Lunch at Grandma and Grandpa’s is always a lovely day.
Today Grandpa gave the boy a secret message. One word, written down.
I think the significance of being able to read finally sank in for the boy at that point!
They did trains, and had a fab time.
I braved the terror of the loft ladder (ladders are pretty much the only fear I’ve got that I haven’t confronted and become more comfortable with) and I’m glad I did as I got a picture that I really rather like. It may well be one to print.