Call me willow

This week we looked after two of our grandchildren while their parents jetted off for an anniversary break. Exhausting... but a real privilege and pleasure. We kept them amused.

In downtime they showed us their dance routines. We thought the older child was particularly good as she danced to Christina Perri’s ‘1000 years’. (Must tell her parents when they return.)

It wasn’t necessary. They showed us the video of her performance, alone on stage. She’d been the winner. This 9yr old had choreographed her dance entirely by herself. It was spectacular. I wasn’t the only one who wept with pride.