After 28 months we have finally succumbed to the pressure of a babychino…so begins the rite of passage to coffee drinking
Today all three of us were in the car and I was singing to Grace “Raindrops keep falling on my head” because we got caught in the rain. Duncan joined in with the singing at one point and Grace said “no Daddy” and when I said I was finished singing and that she could ask Duncan if she wanted more, she just kept quiet – which Duncan and I thought was very funny. Grace has always had very definite ideas about what music she wants to listen to, and what songs you can sing to her.
Sometimes a day can shine through all the craziness of life – a calm, peaceful and idyllic day – a perfect day. It feels as if the world stands still and is quiet for a while, allowing time to breathe, to enjoy the fullness of life, and to rest in the love that surrounds you. Today was like that.
Sometime back – probably before the winter began – there was a children's ride Donald Duck at Willowbridge in the middle of the shopping centre. You know, those ride things that a child sits in, you put R5 into and it moves around a bit with some music….not that we ever put money into them, but Grace does enjoy sitting in them and playing, especially the train that is in our local Pick 'n Pay. I digress.
Grace was messing around while eating her supper and Donné jokingly said to her, "Stop that or I'll beat your bum with a stick." About a minute later Grace climbs down from her chair, goes to the drawer, takes out some chopsticks and starts playing the drums on her own bum. Donné instantly fell to pieces laughing and Grace thought the whole show was absolutely hilarious. Comedy relief for the day.