My toddler is lucky. Really, really lucky. She has two sets of grandparents who adore her.

She’s been adored from the moment they met her.

In fact, as I write this, my little girl is with one set of grandparents (my parents) down in Devon, on her own. And you know what? That’s how it should be.

My daughter’s grandparents love her and want to spend time with her and I like that they (sometimes) get to do that without me. Frog’s completely comfortable with both Grandma and Granddad, Marmar and Dadaz. Continue reading »