Friday, July 18, 2014
The camper van birthday
Dear little N was 3 yesterday. His other grandparents are visiting and they all came to tea, but since they didn't all fit in the car, Son-in-Law 1 and his father came by bus. There were presents to open, but he patiently waited until his dad and grandfather arrived before opening them. He and Granddaughter played happily with my polished stones. He will with justification be able to tell his children that when he was young he made his own amusement and played with (sticks and) stones.
He got various presents. One of them was ...
... a yellow camper van...
... - a companion piece to one of his favourite toys, which is a red camper van.
He forgot about the unopened presents for a while, though his little sister was quite interested in them.
He also got a scooter and was very serious in his attempts to ride it.
And then there was cake, made by his mum. He was extremely pleased to see it and very happy when we sang "Happy Birthday" ("Again!" - so we sang it again) and quite keen to eat it as well.
Inside it was chocolatey. It's amazing how babies who have never seen chocolate cake can still recognise it and reject their healthy raspberries till they get a bit of it.
Another satisfied customer.
And then when they all went away and we turned on the news, we learned about the awful attack on the Malaysian Airlines plane.
Nationalism. It's madness. People are people; what do labels matter? Kindness matters.
Scotland is having a referendum for independence in September and we will be voting No, for those very sorts of reasons.