Abandoned to the grand parents

Morning coffee is religiously taken in the garden under the tree by my father in law.  Every.  Single.  Day.  Coffee, pint of water, toast and biltong.  And bones for the dogs.  It's a very quiet affair whilst he completes his daily sudoku.  However, today, I left the boy with his grandmother whilst I went into town for a swim (divine) and some food shopping.  And it would seem that the boy was allowed to interrupt morning coffee - playing outside under the watchful eyes of his grandmother. 

By the time I got back, there was one hot, slightly bothered little baby who had refused to sleep and one grandmother who was very glad to hand him back to his mother.  Given that she chose to feed cattle over yet more baby sitting I think says it all (she did take Jenny the maid out with her to haul the feed around though!) 

However, by the looks of this picture, the day started of rather delightfully with every one very content.