grandparents
Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.
Treasure Your Grandparents
My Grandmothers were both wonderful women. Both grew up on a farm and had to work hard. My fathers mother was born September 6, 1907 and passed away June 23, 2008. She is the one I want to reference and tell you about. Grandparents aren't supposed to have favorites, but since I was the first grandchild, I was her favorite. She always told me growing up "momma couldn't wait until you were born." But my great grandmother died in August 1960 and I was born in November 1960. On the day I came home, her and my other grandmother got into an argument over who was holding me on the drive home. My mother's mother won that argument, but I won her heart.
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee5 years ago in Families
Grandma's Lap; The Monkey and the Crocodile
I would sit on Grandma’s lap every night that I was at her house and listen to her read this story. “The Monkey and The Crocodile”: by Paul Galdone, a retelling of a classic Jataka tale from India. The original concept of the story is based on companionship and the correct timing of learning how to let go. The story done by Galdone really goes ham in the cunning trickery of two animals trying to outsmart each other. This overarching factor really made both Grandma and I laugh a lot, no matter how many times we read it. No matter how prickly the hairs on Grandma’s legs were, I always found warmth in being her baby grandson during story time. I was sitting on her lap up until I was 14 years old actually; Poor Grandma, having to deal with such a big, heavy, baby boy. Great, strong Grandma Marge. Nothing stopped her from connecting to her grandchildren. Listening to her read this story in my youth (before 14) inspired me to read on my own.
By Patrick Oleson5 years ago in Families
My mother's stories.
When I was a child, I would often look to the stars every night. I lived on my reservation, far, far north. I would often see the northern lights shine just beyond the horizon, where the sky meets always white-covered mountains. The vibrant violet and ember green would reflect off that crystal pelt so wonderfully. I was only a child then and wasn’t fully sure how to describe such a beauty. I would often go running to my mom whenever I see that first hit of green and violet hit my ceiling from out my window. Bouncing up and down in excitement about the prospect of seeing what awaits me far off in the distance, and having the chance to view it with her. She would come every single time, no matter how late it was, just to spend that extra few moments of precious time together. I would lay there wake each clear winter night, each noisy spring evening, every gentle autumn dawn, and every blazing summer twilight in hopes that those enchanting dancing lights would come again and fill my sight with such a beautiful view, and my body with such a loving embrace from the women I love the most, my mother.
By Violet March5 years ago in Families
A Book About a Seagull...or Is It More?
It was not a typical children's book. The plastic protective cover was yellowed and cracked in places. The navy background looked dull and the single image (outline really) of a gull in flight seemed lacking to a child of the 80's; born into all things florescent and patterned. But my Nana reached for it on one of my sleepovers and began to read the complex book, while I looked at pictures of seagulls and drifted off.
By Christina Hunter5 years ago in Families
Origin of Antique Chairs
The antique chairs have not always been popular. The lower and middling classes sat on benches and stools throughout the mediaeval era and before. The chair did not become a symbol of high rank or privilege until the Renaissance in Europe, when it became a common piece of furniture for the expanding middle class. With the "luxury" associated with the chair removed, it quickly became popular across Europe, and it quickly became a symbol of the time's trends.
By Kevin Taylor5 years ago in Families
Atomic Bomb
Seren, now mute after enduring on the outskirts of the atomic bomb-blast now lived with us. “I saw a movie about a survivor of the Hiroshima bomb” my husband Levi commented somberly and he looked very pensive. “I can’t imagine what horrors she has seen. An atomic bomb is worse.”
By Elizabeth Wright5 years ago in Families
And to all a Goodnight
'Twas finally Christmas day, and all through the house, all creatures were quiet, even the mice. The lights were turned off bar the twinkling Christmas tree that stood tall in the family room, topped delicately with one dancing ballerina pig that had come to replace the original angel tree topper. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, awaiting Saint Nick to fill them with candy and Christmas flair. The family in pajamas is cuddled on the couch waiting, while the cold air whistles and blows outside playing, for Grandma to call and begin one long-standing family tradition.
By Alexis Lariviere5 years ago in Families
Delightful Birthday Gift Ideas for Grand Parents
Grandparents are the most loveable and caring people in anyone’s life and they deserve all the love and care in this world. Kids often tend to establish a stronger bond with their grandparents than compared to their parents. It is because the grandparents pamper them unconditionally and protect them with their parent’s reprimands. The kids would have enjoyed each moment with their grandma and grandpa and just like they have made you feel special all these years, it is your time to give them all the love and happiness they deserve with special efforts. Earlier during their times, there wasn’t any trend of celebrating birthdays by cutting a cake or hosting a party, but you can do that for them. You can order a delicious cake online and host a birthday party on their birthday. There are so many ways to make them feel special, you can surprise them with some of the best and thoughtful gifts that would make them feel very special and loved. Thus we are here with some delightful birthday gift ideas that are perfect to surprise your grandparents on their special day.
By jessica alba5 years ago in Families
“Night, night, don’t let the bed bugs bite”
That’s what that evil witch who called herself “grandma” said every time after she read her bedtime story to me kissing my forehead. In her witch voice “night, night, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” I didn’t know that bed bugs were real until 2019. (insert in shock emoji here) lol
By CJ Electra5 years ago in Families
Bedtime Stories
My grandmother was a spinner of tales, all of which were based in truth, at least to some extent. The vivid pictures she could paint with words were magical. Our family often sat around a fire late at night and listened to her, enraptured. We all focused on her wizened face and watched the flames reflected in her eyes as she wove her magic.
By Malinda Jane Childers5 years ago in Families
