There’s a lot of joy in having a grandchild – even if it’s from a 10,000 mile distance. He *seems* to recognize me on Skype and last night when I sang Happy Birthday my son said he laughed – perhaps it’s my singing that’s hilarious, not the joy of hearing from Mimi.
Before I’d gone to bed my son had sent me a few birthday morning photos and then today I woke to find party photos on Facebook compliments of my daughter.
I couldn’t help but compare to my own childhood birthdays. Photos would’ve been taken and then Papa would’ve developed them in his darkroom and my mother would’ve “coloured” them. If they were Kodachrome slides the film would’ve been sent away for developing. Weeks later a few would have been chosen for my grandparents in Guernsey and sent off in the mail which might’ve taken 2 or 3 weeks (provided they didn’t go to Taipei first). So…. by the time my grandparents received birthday photos I’d have reached and passed one or two development milestones! It’s tough being a long-distance grandmother, but with all the technology today it’s certainly better than it was back then!