My granddaughter Erikka has three kids. Ages 2, 4 and
6. And they are wonderful. Fortunately,
I’m still a decent great grandfather. Mostly because I see the youngsters only
now and then. Adjusting to a daily dose of young children would be difficult. I was able to handle it in my younger days.
It’s not my forte any more. At age 78, I want peace and quiet. Without having
to tend to children. Except occasionally. When I’m rested and in a position to truly
enjoy children. For a day, that is.
Certainly not for a week. Of course, I had no qualms being with Erikka
when she was growing up. Time to teach Erikka how to stop crying. When the
tears flowed, she was dispatched to the crying room. Welcome to
return to our gathering only when she stopped crying. Maybe that’s why she’s blossomed
into a superb mother who’s learned to take life in stride. With no need for a
crying room. --Jim Broede
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