Today I looked after my wee granddaughter, who couldn't go to nursery, due to an asthma flare up. As DH and I both have a virus, it was hard going, (and noisy with all the coughing), but we wouldn't have it any other way.
As she is a left hander, we practised cutting using left handed scissors. Now I have taught many lefthanders to write over the years, but I had a mental block and I just couldn't get my head round how to hold the left handed scissors,
so I enlisted the help of DH, as he too is a 'leftie'. He was as much use as a chocolate teapot!
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He said he couldn't use left handed scissors.
My recently bereaved sister in law arrived unexpectedly. She impulsively went out and bought a new car without asking for advice or taking us with her and had got into a bit of a muddle over the paperwork.
When the dealership asked for her licence, she handed them it in six different parts.
Of course they refused to take it as ID.
She had also recently lost her passport and had just got a new one the other day, so I went online and we got a new driving licence, using the photo from the new passport. Panic over!
She is someone who has always been on the ball and very organised, but her world has fallen apart. It is so sad to see her like this.
We taught beside each other and she said today was like being on a school trip with me and I haven't lost my ability to take charge in a crisis. 
DGD has gone and Papa and I are going to lie down in a darkened room in preparation for the next marathon tomorrow morning.
It's hardwork this grandparenting lark! ?