I have looked after each of my 4 grandchildren for one day a week. The eldest is now 14 and the youngest is 3.3/4, and I have loved and cherished every minute of it. The day that I have had them is very special to us. We would go to the park, go on a double decker bus(a real treat for children now) in to the city and visit our Castle Museum or Cathedral. We would go to the park, the library,the supermarket or visit great grandma. If the weather was bad we would cook, paint, build dens in cardboard boxes, look for bugs in the garden, sit and read (books which I had kept from my own children) do jigsaws and play games. Recently my youngest grandchild, (a beautiful little girl, after 3 noisy rumbustious boys) and I were sorting out a drawer in which I kept nappies, bibs, baby lotions and wipes etc and I put everything which I no longer needed for her in a bag for mummy to take to a friend who had just had a baby. (Neither family want any more children) And I told her that when she went to school I would have no more little children to look after. 'But Grandma' she carefully explained 'My mummy said that ladies can have babies, so you could have one of your own'!!!! Maybe not...............!!!! I have honestly loved looking after them all, and think that we are all much closer for this experience. The three lads still come to tea once a week, its just like having a swarm of locust descending, eating everything in sight. I JUST LOVE IT