This took place over 3 days, fri, sat and sun.
Yonks ago i was at home with my eldest daughter who was about 25 months old, the wife was at work, we were sitting watching tv and she said to me "Dad, who is that man?", I said "what man?" and she pointed towards the door that led out into the hallway, the hall was in darkness and the door was only slightly ajar, she asked me a few times who the man was and asked me to go let him in, I disregarded her and continued watching the tv.
Next day was bright and sunny and we decided to go a for a walk, we ended up near to a graveyard and took a stroll in as my wife has family in there, we wandered through the graves slowly drifting in the general direction of her grandads grave (who died 2 weeks after my daughter was born), the kid was playing around the graves, pretending she could read and was smelling the flowers etc, we took our eyes off her for a second and when we looked back she had gone! We picked up our pace and headed over to the area we last saw her, she wasn't there but we could see her a few rows away sitting on a grave, we caught up with her and she was sitting on her Great grandads grave! - she had never been there before, how did she know this grave was connected to us?
This kinda spooked us but we said nothing.
The next day we went to the wifes mums for dinner, she has an old picture of her Dad (taken during WWI) on the wall, it has been converted into some sort of mirror picture thingy. while we were eating our dinner my daughter said "Look, Dad!!" and pointed at the picture on the wall, she then said "thats the nice man that was in our house, and we went for a walk yesterday in that big park with the stones in it".... Me and wife had goose pimples.
lol