With family get-togethers at Christmas still fresh in mind, I'd like to do a shameless grandpa post.
We loved raising our three children. It was not without its interesting and tense moments, but overall, it was a wonderful experience with tons of great memories and stories. Here's a picture of our three adult children — not in birth order, but from left to right — Nora, Mark, and Megan.
We enjoy the adults our children have grown up to become and treasure our interactions with each of them and their families. This is most definitely a neat stage of life.
Here are our three grandchildren — at the time of the picture, Drew 5, Ryan 20 months, and Maddie 10 months.
We are loving being grandparents too. As much as we enjoyed our children's childhoods, we enjoy the grandkids in ways that we couldn't enjoy our kids when they were little. Part of it is seeing how much our kids enjoy their kids, just as we did. We're looking forward to meeting a new grandchild in July when Mark and Katie's baby is born.
Today's post is some jokes I received just this week about grandparents and grandkids. The e-mail came at just the right time. I hope the jokes and stories about other people's grandparenting will give you some smiles and laughs.
She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she'd done many times before.
After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, "But Grandma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!"
My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 80. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, "Did you start at 1?"
After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice, "Who was that?"
A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like. "We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods."
The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this all in. At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!"
A little girl was diligently pounding away on her grandfather's laptop. She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."
I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me and was always correct. It was fun for me, so I continued. At last, she headed for the door, saying, "Grandma, I think you should try to figure out some of these colors yourself!"
When my grandson Billy and I entered our vacation cabin, we kept the lights off until we were inside to keep from attracting pesky insects. Still, a few fireflies followed us in. Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, "It's no use Grandpa. Now the mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights."
When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied, "I'm not sure."
"Look in your underwear, Grandpa," he advised. "Mine says I'm 4 to 6."
A second grader came home from school and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, guess what? We learned how to make babies today." The grandmother, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool. "That's interesting." she said... "How do you make babies?"
"It's simple," replied the girl. "You just change 'y' to 'i' and add 'es.'"
Children's Logic: "Give me a sentence about a public servant," said a teacher. The small boy wrote: "The fireman came down the ladder pregnant."
The teacher took the lad aside to correct him. "Don't you know what pregnant means?" she asked.
"Sure," said the young boy confidently. "It means carrying a child."
A grandfather was delivering his grandchildren to their home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children started discussing the dog's duties.
"They use him to keep crowds back," said one child.
"No," said another. "He's just for good luck.."
A third child brought the argument to a close."They use the dogs," she said firmly, "to find the fire hydrants."
A 6-year-old was asked where his grandma lived. "Oh," he said, "she lives at the airport, and when we want her, we just go get her. Then, when we're done having her visit, we take her back to the airport."
I'll end with two more pictures. Here's our whole family together.
And here's a picture of Becka and me with our grands.
I look forward to my readers' thoughts in the comments on the special relationships of grandparents and grandchildren.
"Allow God to establish what is good for us." — Chris Barney
Today is the last day of your life, so far.
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