It turns out that today was all about the games. I listened to Chopin and sewed all morning with the promise that I would then play games with the children all afternoon.
In between ironing seams, I taught O how to play Patience. She is the sort of child (as I was) who could quite happily sit and play Patience quietly by herself for hours - even days - on end. It is a game that makes me think of my Grandpa, who loved it too and who taught it to me when I was about O's age.
And then when I went off to make well earned cups of tea for everyone, the children got out Pass the Pigs.