Yesterday, DH took Bertie (13) and Wolfie (6) to the park. As they were on the way home, a lady came up to Bertie and said 'Isn't you hair lovely' and proceeded to ruffle his curls and run her fingers through his very carefully arranged 'do'.
He stood smiling at her until she stopped. As she moved away, her companion thanked him and explained that her friend had Alzheimer's.
I was so proud of him for not giving in to what must have been his natural instinct to hurry away.
With apologies for the proud grandma moment - but I am.
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