Our Sunday evening included a blissfully chaotic visit with my Dad, ‘Wicked’ Step Mum, and all my siblings from that blessed union, AND all their kids (plus one lovely friend of my sisters, not to be left out).
This was the first time that all the grandkids had been assembled since Pebble was born. With the many kilometres that separates us, gatherings often leave us one or two short. So this was special.
And there’s one more due in May!