Tanya and Stella dropped in today,on the way to the airport to collect James, and brought their own lunch.  Stella's cold isn't a bad one and she let Nanna feed her some porridge with pear before playing happily on the floor.  She's almost sitting up but hasn't quite got the act of balancing perfected yet.  She sat with Tanya on the lounge before "zoning out" then falling asleep. At last her hair is beginning to grow and she keeps reaching up to feel it. How blessed am I to have 4 wonderful, healthy grandchildren?