Seeing the world of a 3 year old.

GreenGran78

I often used to take my children on the bus, but one day I had gone out by myself. The man sitting next to me looked rather surprised when I suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, look! There’s a fire engine!”

and then started singing,
the wheels on the bus go round and round...

the open-topped tourist buses, hop on hop off, that run in many cities and seasides, are always worth a trip.

When my first Granddaughter was 5 I took her on the bus to go to town , visit a museum and a general poodle around Liverpool, I made her a packed lunch to eat when we got to the museum. There are picnic areas in the nearby park. We went upstairs on the bus and we had barely been going for 10 minutes ,when off came her backpack and she said she wanted to have her picnic now on the bus,!, She just loved the idea of sitting on the bus seeing everything, and enjoying her sandwiches at the same time, It was a lovely day for us both, she is 14 now but I still remember that magical day with her,

I took my grandchildren every saturday morning, to the library, railway station then the park. I became nanny park. On a friday I would collect them from school and take them on a train ride two stations up the track, we'ed go in a cafe for a drink and a cake then back on the train and home. This was two at a time as from different families and age gaps.

Our 3 year old grandson came on a plane to visit us. He told his nursery that he went on the plane because 'Granny and Grandad live in a different world!'