The grandchildren (aka Jack and Hazel) are trying to persuade Mr B (aka Grandad) to change his profile picture on Facebook.
Since he joined Facebook ever so many moons ago, Mr B's profile pic has been Mickey Mouse. The grandkids are less than impressed. Mr B points out that his picture, along with the Eternal Mouse, includes a red poppy and the words "Lest we Forget." This
leads to an animated, and ultimately inconclusive, discussion about exactly what M. Mouse did in the War.
Today's first task, once we had fortified ourselves with
bacon rolls for breakfast, is decorating the Christmas tree. Team Baldwin unpack all the Christmas decorations accumulated since they were born and affix them to the tree. Hazel mourns the fact that two of her decorations are broken due to a certain heavy-handedness
in years past. The tree looks spectacular and we all agree it looks the best ever. We always say that.
However this weekend is not all about Christmas. Mostly
it is about Jack's birthday. Sixteen! Where did those years go since that little scrappit of a baby, weighing a fraction over five pounds, arrived unexpectedly before Christmas, instead of after it? Nestling among the branches of the Christmas tree is the
small glass teddy bear we gave him, the first of many to come. He says it is still his favourite.
We decide to celebrate by going bowling, followed by a family
meal out. I have to use the ramp construction, for those unable to handle the heavy bowling balls. These are invaluable for the Under Fives. And for me. Mr B is not playing but has appointed himself my personal coach. He becomes increasingly agitated at my
inability to follow his instructions. I come fifth out of six. Mr B is distraught. The Youngest of the Darling Daughters, arguably the most competitive among us, wins easily.
After our birthday meal out we decide to watch a film at home. The choice is between Anchorman and Hunger Games. Basically, Jack tells us, this is a choice between a film about TV and one about children killing each other. We are still trying to decide
as I write...
Meanwhile the issue of Mr B's profile pic is still under discussion. The grandkids think a "selfie" is the way forward. Their Grandad can still have
his poppy and "lest we forget" alongside his selfie.
Let's face it, in the future, with the onset of advancing years, it could prove invaluable....