Pigma
Not now but when my grandsons were little and came to stay, they loved coming to wake us up in the morning and would climb into my bed to play and sing songs. DH would go down and make toast and we would have toast and jam ‘picnics’ in bed on their last morning. Lovely happy memories.
Had to change the bed after they’d gone home though, which is why we limited the bed picnics to their last morning!
They’re all grown up now but still remember their toast and jam picnics.
This is the sweetest comment…I also have had the little ones come to my room to play and sing in the morning and I would say they are my three little birdies ( like the Bob Marley song, Don’t Worry About a thing...) These are such happy memories and what loving grandparents you sound. Btw, DH brings me tea in bed unless there is a crisis in the news (so frequent now, we live in Canada next door to a madman) and we will have rounds of toast and tea to brace us up.

