Wondering if this is what our grand kids will say about us one day? After babysitting Meredith yesterday, our 20 month old granddaughter I was almost too tired to write this.
Wow! Does that wear you out. I figured out when you have your own children you are watching them just like we were yesterday, however, you aren't just sitting down watching them, playing with them "constantly." You go ahead and cook, clean, do laundry, kind of break up the "babysitting" part. Part of it is mental I think too, because you are terrified of them getting hurt on "your" watch. When it was your kids I never even thought too much of that. This was sent to me by a friend today and I thought you might get a kick out of it too. Funny what comes out of the mouths of babes.
Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do.
After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:
always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used
to live in
a big brick house , but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida.
Now they live in a tin box that has wheels, but its strapped to the
ground. They ride around on their bicycles , and wear name tags ,
because they don't know who they are anymore.
They go to a building
called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all
okay now, they do exercises there , but they don't do them very well.
There is a swimming pool too, but they all just jump up and down in it
with hats on. At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man
sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape.
they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks,
they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night - early
birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house.
The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center for pot
My Grandma says that Grandpa worked
all his life to earn his retardment and , says I should work hard so I
can be retarded someday too. When I earn my retardment, I want to be the
man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit
So from this ''retarded" grandparent have a good evening.