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Roder -- Stories about grandchildren keep on coming in Tuesday, May 6, 2008
By Mary S. Roder
Recently, I wrote several stories about grandchildren being less than "grand.'' More grandparents have been sharing their stories and today they get passed along to you.
Nancy keeps some mad money at home for those times when she must have cash in a hurry. She stood in the kitchen counting paper money from a recently cashed check. Satisfied with the amount she was keeping, she squirreled it away in her secret place in the kitchen cupboard.
She didn't realize 3-year-old Brenna, who could climb as well as any squirrel, was watching all of this with interest. Later, left alone in the room, Brenna climbed up, dug around in the cabinet and found her mom's hiding place. She took the money, got back off the cabinet and proceeded to feed the bills into the nearby paper shredder. She had $80 worth shredded before she was discovered.
Grandma Kay heard Brenna's story and suggested Nancy take the shredded stuff and save it in a jar to give her on her graduation from high school. She could give her the jar of shredded bills and say, "Here is some cash, Honey.
"It is mad money.. Spend it any way you want."
That isn't really the end of the story. This little girl is definitely at the curious age. She found a roll of stickers and many surfaces to decorate with them. She put stickers on her arms, her face, her shirt, the desk, the walls and windows. She was still creating artwork with the stickers when she was discovered. The stickers happened to be postage stamps and at almost 50 cents a stamp it, too, was an expensive caper. When caught in the act she flashed a dimpled smile and asked,
"Mommy, are you fwustwated with me?"
The smile and dimple were all that kept her mother from mailing her to Grandma to keep for a few years.
As Grandma's sometimes do, this one used the wrong name while talking to her granddaughter.
"I'm not Lily, I'm Misty," the little girl said, sounding a little exasperated.Grandma apologized for the mistake. Misty went on to give Grandma a little more to help her distinguish between them.
"Remember, Grandma, I am bigger than Lily and I am educated."
Apparently they teach more in kindergarten now than when her daddy was in school.
Preschooler Molly was asked what she learned in school that day. She was quick to share her newfound knowledge. "If you are eating something you don't like, like green beans, pinch your nose shut and you won't taste them."
Brad was very tired but his mother was busy giving his little sister a bath.
She told him to go to his room and put on his pajamas -- adding she would come hear his prayers and tuck him in as soon as she was finished with the baby's bath. Brad didn't think that was necessary.
"It's OK, Mommy," he said, "tonight I will just go to bed and take my chances."
A couple of stories told me by a teacher who is also a grandmother were so good I must share them, too. She has taught for literally decades in a parochial school. Leading a discussion on marriage with a group of third- and fourth-grade children she asked, "If you don't know them, how can you tell if two people are married?"
Derrick was quick to raise his hand. "Watch them at the park. If they are both yelling at the same kids, they're married," was his wise reply.
The teacher's next question was, "How do you decide whom to marry?"
Kirsten knew the answer to that one.
"No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before and you get to find out later who you're stuck with." |
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