When the boys woke on Mothers Day we brought them into bed with us for our usual snuggle and to keep them warm. Beau was between Nixon and Grandad and I was beside Nixon. We jumped out of bed to look at the frost and got back in with Nixon next to Grandad and Beau next to me.
After about a minute Beau yells. "No! Grandad!" then proceeded to climb over Nixon and push in between Nixon and Grandad! Certainly a Grandad's boy. He is at the window every time he leaves the house calling out, "Grandad". I know my place as Nana!
| Checking out the frost. |
| PJ Chook feed. |
| "Grandad, don't leave us behind!" |
| A mosey around the Oxford Market early on Sunday morning. |
| A wee bit of action at the park before watching the big boys on the skateboards and scooters. |
| Well it seems that actually there is no mail on Sundays after all. |
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| Bikies. |
| "Do you know what I think about this photo posing thing Nana?" |
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