Sunday, 7 July 2013: Ninety-Seven Days Old

I think I’m starting to understand the special bond between grandparents and their grandchildren.

It seems to me that grandchildren bring out the best in people; they turn sadness into happiness, anger into love, conceit into humility and prejudice into acceptance.

I’m not sure if its simply the cute factor or if its because grandchildren don’t come with the pressure of parental performance, but I do know Ayla’s grandparents love and adore her.

It’s so sad that they live away but it certainly makes the time Ayla has with them more special.

When you’re a kid, there’s nothing like bouncing on your Grandad’s knee, or story time under the covers with Gran, and Ayla still has all of those special moments ahead of her.