Spending time with grandchildren

 We have been spending lots of time with our grandchildren this week. It can be very hard work, but is joyful.

Every Monday, we look after Alice in Sileby. She goes to nursery on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays and her other grandparents (Mikhael and Maryna) look after her on Fridays. We have developed a regular routine. We go to Thurmaston Shopping Centre around 10am and we go into Poundland, Marks & Spencer Foodhall and then Dunelm for lunch. Sometimes, we ring the changes with an additional visit to Next, Boots or Hobbycraft. In the afternoon, sometimes we go to Dobies garden centre and have an hour in the soft play area, see if we can find a robin and kill another couple of hours. It used to be handy when I had the Nissan Leaf because often it would need a charge to get me home, but the new Ariya has a much better range and so it’s not vital that we go.

Alice in Dunelm cafe

Before we go, Alice and I will often play a game. She has a very creative imagination and the games can get quite complex. Just lately, they have developed a Frozen theme (it’s her favourite film). If we’re lucky, we can often watch a film in the afternoon, which gives me chance to have a snooze.

This week, the morning game involved finding “the lizard” which I think was the fire spirit from Frozen II. It was loose in her bedroom and we had to find it. She doesn’t have a lizard, so I improvised with a little fluffy sun that we bought at the Space Museum and that worked quite well for a while. He started imaginary fires and she (playing the part of Elsa) put them out with magic icy blasts. I had to build her an ice palace by the bedroom door from cushions and seat pads. A few weeks ago, we were joined by “scary cat”. I’m not sure what role he was supposed to be playing (he was invisible to everyone except Alice’s imagination) and I was running out of things for him to do, so I said: “Oh no! Scary cat has done a poo on the carpet.” This was a huge success, he did about 10 poos and Alice and I took turns cleaning up the imaginary poo with imaginary spray and cloths. Since then, poos have become a regular feature in games.

“Oh no!” she cries. “Fire lizard has done a poo.” We have to change fire lizard’s pants and clean its bottom. Alice is well into her potty training now, but accidents aren’t unknown, so I consider this good role play. “Fire lizard must tell Grandy if it needs another poo …”

I find these games quite tiring mentally. It’s a bit like being a children’s entertainer without a script. One wrong move and you’ve lost your audience.

We did the usual Thurmaston run this morning and Alice was very happy with some new Nike trainers that Margaret had been given by a neighbour, Trish Winwright. In the afternoon, I’d hoped that we could watch Frozen II, but Alice wasn’t in the mood for television, she wanted to play. She had changed into her “Elsa dress” (a frilly party dress that Uncle Tom had bought for her birthday) and was back in Elsa mode.

She likes to play in her bedroom. Margaret carried her upstairs and then left us to it. I thought we’d pick up with Fire Lizard but, she decided the little sun toy wasn’t Fire Lizard, it was her toy pigeon. Soon, pigeon had done a poo and needed its bum cleaning, then I had to fashion a nappy for it from a tissue. This game wasn’t going well, but then pigeon found “some treasure”. The treasure was a plastic medallion from a race (possibly one of Max’s) but I thought “bingo!” … let’s see if we can find any more treasure. The bedroom was scoured for anything remotely resembling treasure. Pigeon was sidelined (still wearing its tissue nappy) and we found about five more pieces of treasure. Oh, oh! Game over?

“It must be pirate treasure,” I said. “They’ve left it here.” There was immediate excitement and tension. “I hope they don’t come back.”

Alice’s imagination has put her on a desert island with treasure and the threat of pirates.

“What will they do?”

“They’ll make us walk the plank. Oh no, I can hear the pirates coming.“

Alice hid at the side of her wardrobe and I kneeled down with my head under a cushion. “Be very quiet or they will hear us.” I mimed a sneeze and then supressed it and the pirates had gone. Phew! Alice had looked quite frightened when the pirates came into the room and I didn’t want to be the one to give her pirate nightmares, so I  thought we should change the game, but then Alice heard the pirates coming back again. We had to hide (same place, same routine but without the sneeze – that was too scary). This time, when the pirates had gone, I decided enough was enough and we’d go downstairs and show the treasure to Nana.

There was a bit of dancing with Nana and a quick play with something called Bouncy Butter (a pit like uncontrollable PlayDoh that bounces) and then Max was down from the office and it was 4.30pm, time to go.

That’s a typical Monday. We leave at 7am and get back at 6pm and it’s pretty full on during the day. I guess we will keep the routine going until Alice starts school in about 18 months’ time. Heaven knows what games we will be playing then. She does have an amazing imagination. I don’t remember playing such detailed games with any of the others. Arthur would do similar things but, in his games, he was in charge and you had to do exactly what you were told, there was no input allowed. Maybe Alice will be a writer or some kind of storyteller when she’s older?

Saoirse in class

On Tuesday, we were in Ely at Saoirse’s school for Grandparents’ Day (yes it’s a thing, apparently). We got to Ely about 1pm and parked in Barton Road, so we could have a drink in the Prince Albert and then walk to her school which is called Acremont and is in Egremont Street (confusing?). It’s part of King’s School, Ely (a private, fee-paying school). Various grandparents waited outside to be let in and then we went into the classroom. There were two classrooms with about a dozen children in each one and Saoirse was sat at a table making a vase as a gift for us. It was done, apart from the glueing of some sparkly gems onto the side, which we were to help with. Saoirse was a little self-conscious at first (it must be strange to have all these old folk wander into your classroom) but she soon relaxed. They had been learning about different animals and how they are adapted to their environment. Saoirse had drawn a rhino, cut it out of black paper and glued it onto a background of a sunset in the savannah. She’d had some help from the teacher, but it was very effective. I guess with a teacher, plus classroom assistant and around 12 children, you’d expect high standards. There would be up to 30 children in a state school reception class.

After 20 minutes or so, we were ushered out of the back of the building where we could see the children’s playground and then through to their dining hall. The playground has grass, lots of play equipment and little shelters – it’s wonderful.

The dining room had tables set out with names reserving them for the right number of grandparents. We got a table at the front where there was going to be a performance. The children came in wearing animal masks (Saoirse was an elephant) and then did some poems in turns and finished with a song. They are well drilled for five-year-olds and very well behaved. After the performance, Saoirse came to sit with us and we were served tea, coffee and cakes by staff.

It was a very nice afternoon, we enjoyed seeing her school and Saoirse was so proud and excited. We walked her back to Barton Road, skipping a good section of the way and met Lucy there who was picking Arthur up from his school. King’s seems to have buildings all over the city and Arthur is now in the middle school, so a different site. It’s a well-trodden path for Saoirse who finishes a little earlier than Arthur and sometimes takes her scooter. Athur came out very happy and a gang of children had 10 minutes play on the grass before parents gradually took them off home. We were lucky to have a beautiful spring day to enjoy Ely and two of the grandchildren. Arthur and Saoirse have a really nice environment.

I went to bed when we arrived home. I was exhausted. We’ve both had rotten colds (possibly courtesy of Saoirse) and I’d run out of energy.

The arrangement for Wednesday is that Tom picks up Julia, Aureliano and Florencia from school at Sandon at 3-3.15pm, brings them back to Thorney and then looks after the three of them on Thursday and then taken them back to Baldock for around 6pm on Thursday evening.

Julia working on her wordpuzzle

They are going to school three days per week, Tom has them on Thursdays and Lucy has them on Fridays. This week, we had a call from Lucy to say that Julia wasn’t well and could Tom pick her up from Baldock and look after her. Tom was out, so I got ready to pick her up. I had a couple of jobs to do first. Getting some paperwork and cash from Thorney Ex-Servicemen’s Club (I’m the hon-treasurer) and I was just setting off for Baldock when Tom phoned. He’d got the message and said he’d go instead.

Julia arrived just before lunch and she seemed quite perky (they’ve all been a bit poorly in the past week), so she had some lunch and then spent the afternoon with Margaret. I said I’d drive to Sandon to pick up the other two and Tom wanted to come as well because he hasn’t seen the school (I’d done a pick-up the previous week).

It’s around 60 miles and a hour and 20 minutes to Sandon, a tiny hamlet on the edge of the tail of the Chiltern Hills where they taper down into Hertfordshire. The school has only 45 pupils and they are in mixed-age classes. Julia seems to like it and the school seems quite friendly. Aure is positive too and Encha a little less forthcoming.

When we got home, I made sausage and mash for tea, which is a favourite. Florencia hadn’t eaten her lunch at lunchtime, but ate almost all of it in the car on the way home and so was not hungry. Thankfully, everyone else was. In the morning, I made pancakes for breakfast. They went down OK, although Julia just wanted Hoops (a breakfast cereal). The children love Tom’s Nintendo Switch and like to play either Mario Kart or Minecraft. There’s only one machine and so they are rationed to an hour each. In the morning, Julia and I went to the park to fly a kite. It was a windy day, so the kite worked well and Julia enjoyed flying it. She was terrified she would let go or the string would snap and we’d lose the kite. She also had a go on the play equipment and we spent over an hour and a half in there.

Margaret had taken Florencia to Mo’s in the buggy and when we go back she’d made lunch with Aureliano’s help. Margaret and Julia had been playing word games the previous afternoon and Julia wanted to make a wordsearch puzzle. I’d done a grid on Excel and she worked so hard on the puzzle. Her letters were really neat and she’d colour-coded them in diagonal lines. It was really clever, just a shame the hidden words included poo, fart and bum! They went back Thursday after their tea and I guess this will be the regular weekly routine during term-time.

This weekend is Easter and tomorrow is Easter Sunday. All the children and grandchildren are coming, so it will be the first time we’ve been together in over a year.