My grandson Dylan

It’s time for me to introduce you to the little boy who is such a delight to me these days.  His name is Dylan and he is my first grandson. To say I am besotted with him is no exaggeration. I was told how much love a new grandson could bring into one’s life and it is true.

Dylan made his arrival into this world in October 2010 so that makes him currently 18 months old and he is a typical child of that age, except of course that is exceptionally bright and liable to grow up to be rich and famous and clever and accomplished!!! I’m not biased of course.

The first picture was taken at Easter and shows him enjoying his Easter Egg.

The next picture shows a more wistful side of his nature.

This next picture shows him in a thoughtful mood.  Perhaps he is wondering what is for lunch or when mummy or daddy is coming home from work.  Who knows?

I look after Dylan one day a week plus additional times as required.  This wears me out but gives me much pleasure.

Yesterday was Friday so Dylan came to visit.  He likes his routine here in my English cottage. He is growing runner beans so every time he comes he wants to see how high they have grown and he LOVES watering them with his watering can.  One day I suppose I’ll have to tell him that there is a giant at the top of his beanstalk, but not yet, not today! Plenty of time to find out about giants later…

Dylan loves shopping. I take him to Sainsbury’s just up the road. There is a special place to park the car with extra space for getting the child out and into the shopping cart so I use that with gratitude.  Of course, other people like those prime spots too so I have to be quick.  Dylan gets strapped into the cart and into the shop we go. He likes to examine everything before it goes in the cart. He calls oranges ‘balls’ and wants to play with them! Why not indeed? Bananas are a favourite and he loves the biscuit (cookie) aisle and chooses his own ‘bibbits’ as he calls them, chattering away all the while.

If we bump into anyone I know, he always smiles and says ‘goodbye’ very sweetly when we part.  He’s a real charmer!

When we get to the check-out, he likes to put the purchases on the conveyor belt. He enjoys being helpful.

When we get home, he likes to help unpack the bags.  I usually have six bags of shopping so it takes a long while to unpack. I have to watch him a bit otherwise some of the shopping ends up on the floor like the eggs a couple of weeks ago.  He picked up an egg box and didn’t have it in his grasp properly.  Naturally he didn’t realise that eggs break! and looked so surprised when they did and there was a gooey mess all over the floor to clean up.

I find it impossible to be cross with him.

I like to knit and sew for him and read him stories and I hope that you will enjoy following his development as he makes his way along the path of life.

I’m looking forward to telling you more about him in the weeks to come.


2 thoughts on “My grandson Dylan

  1. Yup, Oma is a proud grandmother. He does seems awfully bright for his age, so I will agree with you that he will grow up to be famous!

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