I was recently jumped into my grandkids gang. Luckily, they (mostly) used pillows. Can’t wait until they try my semi-completed but fully usable zipline. Immerse yourself in their level and enjoy it (and maybe influence it a tad here and there in the right direction) as it matures.
When around my nieces and nephews, I purposely mispronounce words and put accents on the wrong syl-LABLES, for humORous effect. They’ve taken to imitating that, even better (or worse) than I do. And we talk gibberish to each other, like Minions. It’s hilarious, we think. But their parents tend to disapprove. When did they get OLD?
Weird that my grandkids were more like me than the kids. I think the kids were in rebellion from their weird father but the grandkids embraced him as part of rebellion against their parents.
When the grandkids were little, the family would take bets on how long it was between when poppy came in the door and when he was down on the floor playing with the kids.
I also constantly took pictures leading to my nickname poppy-razzi. The kids didn’t mind and enjoyed mugging for the camera. I now have thousands of memories.
seanfear almost 2 years ago
ohhhh not that ritual again facepalm
Farside99 almost 2 years ago
I was recently jumped into my grandkids gang. Luckily, they (mostly) used pillows. Can’t wait until they try my semi-completed but fully usable zipline. Immerse yourself in their level and enjoy it (and maybe influence it a tad here and there in the right direction) as it matures.
FreyjaRN Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Ooh, that would do it.
PraiseofFolly almost 2 years ago
When around my nieces and nephews, I purposely mispronounce words and put accents on the wrong syl-LABLES, for humORous effect. They’ve taken to imitating that, even better (or worse) than I do. And we talk gibberish to each other, like Minions. It’s hilarious, we think. But their parents tend to disapprove. When did they get OLD?
Huckleberry Hiroshima almost 2 years ago
Yes. Well, I knew it all along, but seeing the kids like me has been thought provoking.
DM2860 almost 2 years ago
Weird that my grandkids were more like me than the kids. I think the kids were in rebellion from their weird father but the grandkids embraced him as part of rebellion against their parents.
jango almost 2 years ago
Ring around the pineapple??
dflak almost 2 years ago
When the grandkids were little, the family would take bets on how long it was between when poppy came in the door and when he was down on the floor playing with the kids.
I also constantly took pictures leading to my nickname poppy-razzi. The kids didn’t mind and enjoyed mugging for the camera. I now have thousands of memories.
clynnb1224 Premium Member almost 2 years ago
i will never know this…
Daltongang Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Aunty, we already knew you were weird, you didn’t need to procreate to prove it to us.
ladykat almost 2 years ago
Weirdness was certainly passed down through four generations in my family.
ᴮᴼᴿᴱᴰ2ᴰᴱᴬᵀᴴ almost 2 years ago
YEESH!
she’s spawned
paranormal almost 2 years ago
Just wait until there is an Aunty III…
fullmoondeb Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Oh yes indeed, just ask my (very weird) son.
kathleenhicks62 almost 2 years ago
You never realize how weird you are until you recognize your mother in you,
cuzinron47 almost 2 years ago
You could’ve just asked us, we’ve known that for some time.
anomalous4 almost 2 years ago
Reminds me of the Parent’s Curse: " When you grow up & have kids, I hope they’re just like you!"
goboboyd almost 2 years ago
Doesn’t everyone Polka around the Pineapple? Or is the Pagan Prance still the ‘hip’ thing with the kids?
paullp Premium Member almost 2 years ago
Incorrect in my case, Aunty. I have always been fully aware of how weird I am.