My papa is 89 and such a quaint old man.

We took little miss one up to visit him this week in his rest home. We haven't been to this one before, It is for people suffering from dementia and also for only males. It was truly halarious. Fortunately Papa is very happy there and although he didn't remember our names (he never was one for remembering such details...) he seemed pleased to see us. We walked in the door and through security and a old man with a cane circled us peering out of his glasses, he studied me closely and said to hubby - 'nice legs on that one' (defenitly had dementia LOL)

We planned on taking Papa out for a drive but we were unable to find any warm jumpers or jackets, I asked the nurse and she said she'd have a look around and sure enough that had been 'stolen' by the other patients... oh my goodness. The things old people get up to, really! I chatted away nicely to everyone and dear cynical hubby told me later they were all just staring at my boobs..... oh well, if it brightens up their day.....

Eventually we got him out and went to visit Nana (who is 86 and still lives at home and drives etc etc) she literally ran to the door and gave us morning tea. Unfortunately there was a 'accident' so we took Papa back to be cleaned up at the home.

 They really are lovely grandparents. I'm so glad we got there as I don't know how much longer they will be around and they were so thrilled to see my daughter.