It's no secret that Andy and I adore spending time with our grand baby; he's seriously one of the greatest joys in our lives at the moment. His smile could melt an ice-burg in seconds and already his sense of humour is epic. He talks a mile a minute and although almost every word is still ineligible, we are all eagerly awaiting the moment when his words become clearer as this boy definitely has some tales to tell. He's an absolute chatter box. I won't even begin to brag about how well he eats and sleeps.
His momma has just started working a new job and because she will sometimes need to work early mornings and nights throughout the week they asked if I would be able be able to help out with Jayden. I don't think I have to tell you what my answer was. Andy and I have him quite a lot on the weekends (when his other grandparents aren't vying for him, we all have to share out our time) and I couldn't see an issue with having him a bit more. A little one-to-one time with our boy is always a bonus.
Last night he came to stay for the 2nd time (mid week that is) and it works out remarkably well. He's an easy child to care for and let's face it - taking care of kids has always come naturally to me. It's not that hard especially when said child is an easy-going one and sleeps all night. I perhaps wouldn't be so willing if he was the obnoxious spawn of Russel Brand, but that he certainly is not. I only need to set my alarm a bit earlier in the morning and make sure everyone is sorted and off to our respective daycare/job we go; the only one who isn't 100% happy with this deal is Molly. She's a bit partial to her Mama's attention.
Having sleepover's with our boy actually assists me in my quest to drag my lazy ass out of bed in the morning. Sometimes I think it's a damn shame I wasn't raising six kids in Walnut Grove or on Walton Mountain. Roll your eyes if you will but I should have been born in the days when raising a family while staying at home with them was considered perfectly natural. Other than all the manual cooking & housework of course. When it comes to that I'm definitely a mod-con kind of gal.
Anyway, I'm digressing again. What I meant to do was just show you this adorably cute photo:
(How could I ever say no to this?)
In other news I managed to score a fantastic (on line) deal with one of the coffee houses here,Costa Coffee and Tassimo and am now delighted to have one of these in my kitchen:
(As mentioned previously, I do love my mod-cons)
Local grocery stores don't carry a wide variety of flavours but as soon as I get a chance I'll log onto the Tassimo Website to see if they offer a larger variety of exciting flavours. (I won't hold my breath on this one though as England hasn't caught up with the rest of the western world just yet in terms of coffee flavours). Now tea is a different matter. Sadly, I'm not a tea drinker.
Andy was meant to be away last weekend but managed to get home. Aside from getting to see his kids and Dad on Father's Day, he managed to finish off the renovation of our fire pit.
Because it was a balmy evening I served my man his ribs and baked potato outside next to the fire pit while we both enjoyed an ice cold San Miguel.
Hopefully we will have more mild evenings when we can fire this baby up and enjoy whatever summer weather we might be lucky enough to get.