I was filled with joy when a car pulled up this morning and out stepped grandson Noah and family. It was an unexpected visit. They live in SE Queensland and I only see him on facebook. He loves "Old Macdonald's Farm" as he calls this place and poor little fellow cried when the visit ended and he had to leave. Still he'd managed to scoot around and feed cows, gather eggs, "drive" the tractor and help grandad during his brief time with us.
