3 September 2013
Thoroughly enjoying being splashed, slobbered on, dribbled on, cuddled and hugged.
Neurotic about insects, mosquitoes, allergies.
Tonight I am blogging only because I want to be near the baby monitor when I am not on my knees beside the sleep-tent set up on a mattress on the bedroom floor.
Yes, I am loving my little visitor. The youngest grandie is the first to come to Italy. And at the airport she put her arms out and greeted me with a huge smile, coming into my arms as though it was the most natural thing in the world to do.
Skype, thank you! I think she recognised her nonna.
I am now the proud owner of a playpen, a Winnie the Pooh bedcover (for crawling on) and various other things I hadn't needed before.
It does make you think though, how small the world has become and how easy travel is. There was a time when moving to another country meant not seeing your family again. Now that kind of move really was brave!
Today I am grateful for family ties.