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6/24/2008 5:18:19 AM
Why Children are not Grownups and That's OK
At happy hour recently, I turned down an invitation for Sunday because I was going to be babysitting. The invitee rolled her eyes and asked when I was going to start living my own life. My friends don't have grandchildren or the grandones are far away.
"I'm pretty sure that's what I'm doing. It's my choice to spend time with my grandsons," I replied with a laugh. "I love every part of it."
For instance, last week my son-the-superdad Joey and I had my three grandsons extraordinaire in the backseat racing to see Get Smart. Yes, they are all his sons, but I claim them as my little lifesavers. When all three are in the back seat together the opportunity for conflict arises every 10 seconds or so (more often on bad days!) My childless or grandchildless friends (and ex-husband) usually refuse to accompany me on these family outings. I agree, these expeditions are not for amateurs.
Here is a sample of our conversation:
"OK, Joey, what is the schedule next week?"
"We're going to a wedding on Sunday... Ashton stop touching Sebastian! ... We need to leave about 5:00 ... Sebastian, just don't look at him or touch him. Put your hands in your pockets...."
"Sunday is good. I'll tell my Spanish students (I tutor gringos who want to learn to speak Spanish) I need to end class at 4:30. Now, what about Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday."
"I'm off Monday. I'll watch them all day. Isaiah, when I said no touching, I mean NO touching!"
"Daddy, I didn't touch him. He put his head on me." Isaiah is oldest and frequently takes the brunt of his brothers' mischief.
"Sebastian, don't put your hands OR your head on your brothers. Anyway, can you watch them on Tuesday and Wednesday?"
"I can on Tuesday. Oh, look, now Ashton and Seba are gnawing on each other's shirt sleeves."
They are sooooo creative, these little ones.
"Boys, I am going to pull over and have a discussion with you and we will be late to the movie. Is that what you want? Stop eating each other's clothes and don't let any part of your body touch your brothers'. Understand!"
"Yes, sir," comes the angelic chorus. Six seconds later the gales of laughter erupted from the backseat. Joey and I kept our eyes on the road. Laughing is totally acceptable, and we did not want to know the reason.
At this point, we had been on the road for about seven minutes.
I love my grandsons, I really do. People hardly ever get to say things like "Stop gnawing on your brother's clothes" out in the grownup world.
Why does this all work? Although never actually diagnosed with ADHD, I'm pretty sure we all have it. It works out great in this multi-tasking world.
In truth, we needed a distraction. The boys are one month into summer break and finding entertainment is a matter of survival for all. Since I am a teacher, I have a long vacation to fill as well. It all works out great as Joey's beautiful wife and the mother of these beastie boys is fulfilling her dream of being an interior decorator. Luckily she knows her babes are in the arms of a loving father and grandmother.
I guess my point is, just go with the flow, people. Yes, these kids have conflicts, they are loud, and they know they are loved. I can't wait till Sunday!
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