Intoxicated with Grandkids

Today was Mother's Day in America. I think if the truth could be known it causes as much agony as anything . . . because some gals are not mothers and because some mothers never hear from their children. So a lot of woe for some, while Hallmark rakes in the dough.

I've often wondered what would happen if everyone would make their own hand crafted cards with sentiments they composed, picked Mom a bunch of posies from their yard or their neighbor's yard, and stayed home to cook a home made meal. I think the holiday would be more meaningful. It would certainly save lots of bucks or in the UK pounds.

I've always tried to think of Mother's Day as a celebration of my mother, so if my kids aren't in the mood to honor me, it won't matter.

Today, we were honored with this photo of one of our granddaughters, Desiree, and her little boy, our great grandson, Tristan (he was 2 this past February 16). We've always had a fondness for this granddaughter -- she looks like us (has our brunette hair and our dark eyes), in other words, our good looks -- just kidding. She also has our last name, because she was born to our son and his wife. Desiree's son is our first great-grandson. And even though we are way to young to have grandchildren, let alone great-grandchildren, we are so pleased to have Tristan in our family.

So this evening we are completely, absolutely, 100% intoxicated with grandchildren.

Then just for fun, I'd like to share with you this definition of a grandmother, even though I do not fit the description, when I was a little girl it is certainly how my grandmother could have been described:

What?s A Grandmother?
by a third grader


A grandmother is a lady who has no children of her own. She likes other people's little girls and boys. A grandfather is a man grandmother. He goes for walks with the boys, and they talk about fishing and stuff like that.

Grandmothers don't have to do anything except to be there. They're old so they shouldn?t play hard or run. It is enough if they drive us to the market where the pretend horse is, and have a lot of dimes ready. Or if they take us for walks, they should slow down past things like pretty leaves and caterpillars. They should never say "hurry-up."

Usually grandmothers are fat, but not too fat to tie your shoes. They wear glasses and funny underwear. They can take their teeth and gums off.

Grandmothers don't have to be smart, only answer questions like, "Why isn't God married?" and "How come dogs chase cats!"

Grandmothers don't talk "baby talk" like visitors do, because it is hard to understand. When they read to us they don't skip or mind if it is the same story over again.

Everybody should try to have a grandmother, especially if you don't have television, because they are the only grown-ups who have time.

Dobson, James. What Wives Wish Their Husbands Knew About Women. Wheaton: Tyndale, 1975.


Okay everyone, as my good blip friend, Turk, would say, "Carry on!"
Good Night from Southern California,
Rosie (& Mr. Fun), aka Carol (& Bob dog)