I'm an 80s child, DM was back at work part time by the time I was 11 months old, so I spent a lot of time with my grandparents.
They definitely had daily naps so I certainly did too. And DM liked a routine.
I'd nap on my grandma's knee she'd sing nursery rhymes, tell me stories and then fall asleep too. I also went out for a walk each day with one of them.
They didn't drive so walks would be to the shops, to visit relations, to see the donkey at the farm shop and get an ice cream etc. Occasionally we'd go to the playground. There'd always be a relative popping by and they'd chat and have tea, and maybe play cards.
Lots of time would be spent "helping", so with grandad it was gardening, cooking, fixing things. He'd also play games like catch, marbles, pairs, set up the cardboard village and race cars around it etc. He had some ancient polish in his cupboard and occasionally we'd shine up pennies 😂 (he must have been thinking what can I do with this child now to sit down).
When I was older we were allowed to dig a hole in his back garden and he'd laced the area with Victorian pennies. He really was an absolutely fantastic human being.
I was an adult and he was long dead before I found out he'd planted those coins for us to find.
With grandma I'd "help" change the bed sheets and do a bit of cooking and she read books and play more sitting down things. She still worked part time so was probably knackered!
I'd be dropped off by about 8am. If grandma was still in bed she had a torch and would shine the light to get me to try and catch it, like a cat!
I did play school for a few mornings a week. And I remember watching Rainbow in the morning and the cartoons with my brother back from school in the afternoons.
No wonder my grandparents napped too!
They were the most fabulous people, loving and fun. There were boundaries, but they made me feel safe.
With mum it was similar, walks to the playground or library - our village had a library. "Helping" with housework and playing games, toys, puzzles.
It really was a lovely childhood.
DBro was three years older so he was at school by that time so I had all these wonderful adults to myself, but still slotted in to what they needed to get done.
I'd love to be able to do the same for any grandchildren I'm lucky enough to have.