My first GD's school was at the end of my road and she was able to drop in on me if I was back from work when she was walking home. She used to go shopping with me and we would often have picnics or go to the cinema. And she would spend hours creating masterpieces of art on my computer - where did all that printer ink go? Although now aged 20 and with her own concerns to attend to, she remembers these occasions with as much affection as I do. We have lunch together about once a month. I wish I had the same relationship with the four young ones, but they live too far away for me to see them more than once every four to six weeks.
They don't really care do they