I left my twin girls (who were only 13 months old) with their grandma while I went to run some errands. She had given them some lunch but they were still hungry. To my surprise when I walked through the door to pick them up, I found my twins sitting on the kitchen floor with a bib on and their face was smeared from top to bottom - as I tried to figure out what it was I looked down and in their hands they each held a griffins gingernut, and on their face - two big grins. When we go to grandma's place they always go straight to the kitchen for the biscuit barrel - but now grandma knows mum prefers them to have wines .... needless to say, they're happy, as long as they get a Griffin's bickie!