Every grandparent should seek out and sing the perfect nursery rhyme appropriate to their particular tiny grand-offspring so that they can participate in actions and noises. By trial and error, I found it yesterday: 'Knees up Mother Brown'. ('HEY!!!')
As 'Zeyde' (Yiddish for grandfather) it will be my duty to pass on:
Herrel Shmerel went to the races
lost his gatkes and his braces.
(Herrel = little chap; shmerel = fool; gatkes either means long johns or trousers.)
Granny's in the kitchen
Doing a bit of stitching
In came the bogeyman
and chased Granny out.
BOO!
Well, said the bogeyman,
that's not fair!
Well, said Granny,
I don't CARE!
In the 1950s and 60s, there was a small group of former teachers, inspectors, teacher trainers - probably no more than 20, possibly less, who made huge stacks of dosh writing text books year after year after year. Remember them?