This past week has been both busy and gippy-up. We set off to stay over at Ayr Caravan Club Site as our base for 2 nights. This was to give us the opportunity to go and see the 
Tinies at their special event of the year – the Dance Concert. They have been preparing for this for some time. James is in his first year and his big sister, Sarah is in her third year. Because they are still very young – 3 and 4, they both slot into the Tiny Tots class. Six dance items and six changes of costumes, entailed fancy footwork and patience from the helpers behind stage. The grandparents present (2 grandmas, 1 grandpa and 1 great-gran,) were privileged to sit out front in the packed auditorium and see the full show. It was exciting, the children ranged in age from 3 to 17 but they all had the same degree of enthusiasm and fun. When the littlest ones came on stage there was always an audible Ahhhhhh. The audience was vocal all through!
Thus you can imagine that it was a case of pacing myself to deal with all the noise and excitement. The dog had to be settled in the campervan on site and trusted to be In Charge. (She did very well.) And as the farewells and praises flowed all was well with my world. But….
I woke up at 2am with one of those horrid tummy bugs that strikes without warning. Don’t worry, I shall spare you the details; let’s just say it wasn’t over till the birds had long finished their dawn chorus. Never mind, all is well that ends well and being retired we were happily able to take an extra rest day enroute at Invereck Camp Site, Kilmun, by Dunoon. It turned out to be a quieter bet than Ayr, which is currently on the edge of a construction site for the new University of the West of Scotland. Unfortunately the Ayr campus is still being built and is nothing like the link here.
If this week has taught me anything, it is the importance to be prepared to take life as it comes. The opportunities for being with children and grandchildren are to be taken as and when they can, and ordinary activities can become a special event that sticks in the mind for years to come. I suppose it is about building memories for ourselves and for future generations. But more about that in tomorrow’s post.
Amen on the taking advantage of being with the kids and grandkids. Mine are currently wearing me out. I have to go home each night and fall into bed. I’m keeping both sets overnight this week and I’m pretty stressed out about it, but I won’t let me kids know.
I have enjoyed reading your blog. Thanks for stopping by mine. How true it is that time with grandchildren can be hectic, especially when they are little. And to get a tummy bug at the same time is truly scary.
I loved the video about Tara and Balla.
Enjoy them while they are there and collapse afterwards!
Loved the Tinies’ photos! They are so precious. We “camp” in our van or pull our pop-up camper. Would love to see a photo of your rig! Once again, you are whetting my appetite for traveling in your area of the world. We are preparing for a camping trip next week to the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee with our two oldest grandsons, 8 and 5. We will have them a couple of nights by ourselves then their mom and dad and two younger sisters will join us for a couple more nights.
Thanks Ic – I’ll try and look out some photos of the campervan. You are braver than us having your grandchildren with you all to yourselves. Hope the trip goes well.