Maybe I'm one of the oldest grans of little children: Two sisters, just 4 and 22 months, and their boy cousin who is nearly 3-and-a-half. I was 71 when the first baby was born and had given up on grandparenthood. I feel so lucky now but just wish I had the energy needed to run round after them. I do have them to stay, and we do take them out, but it's pretty tiring. Can't imagine life without them though. My girls were very late mums.
Do you buy yourself an advent calendar?




