Monday, April 26, 2010

There Really Is Such a Thing As Perfect Children

You know, it is true, there really is such a thing as perfect children. The perfectly behaved children never happen to be your own. The perfect children are almost always belong to someone else. In this case the perfect children are my grandchildren.
We have had two of our grandsons staying with us while their parents were out of town and with the exception of a few brotherly spats they got along well and did what was asked of them. They were a joy to be around.
BUT....there are a few things that I forgot that children in your care need. For instance, did you know that children expect to be fed at least 3 times a day? More likely they want to be fed all day. It's kind of like having two of those pot bellied pigs living in your house. The good thing, though, is that boys will eat almost anything, and of course, everything in their line of sight. But, not only in their line of sight, they can sniff things out like you can't believe. My selfishly hidden treats are not safe when the boys are in the house.
Here's the other thing. You have to make sure they take showers. I have nothing against showering, I do it regularly myself. But, I'm not sure I like being responsible for making sure someone else does it too.
And did you know that if you use every single lego in the house you can build a tower that reaches the ceiling? Okay, that is fun. But, apparently I was expected to keep it up as part of my decor. Those of you who know me will not be surprised when you learn that I stood it for about 30 minutes (that's a long time for me) and then I had to disassemble it. So when the boys come back into the house and see that it's gone they are naturally very disappointed. What do I do? I blame it on Grandpa, who didn't really know that it was suppose to stay up and who I haven't actually seen in the last several hours. I think he's been hiding.
Well, the frosting on the cake. Emma, Eliza and Jane came for dinner after church. Oh yes, and so did their parents. Well, guess who was the first person that Janie ran to when she came in the door. Yup, me!
And the cherry on the frosting on the cake, next month I get to go and visit our other perfect grandchildren
I am so glad that it doesn't take a perfect grandma to have perfect grandhchildren.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my gosh, this is the CUTEST post ever! I loved every bit. From disassembling the tower and blaming it on Grandpa, to thinking grandpa is hiding. I also love, love, love that you have selfishly hidden treats. Thanks for giving me a peek into your world.