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 over 1 year ago
ohhhh not that ritual again facepalm
Farside99 over 1 year 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 over 1 year ago
Ooh, that would do it.
PraiseofFolly over 1 year 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 over 1 year ago
Yes. Well, I knew it all along, but seeing the kids like me has been thought provoking.
DM2860 over 1 year 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 over 1 year ago
Ring around the pineapple??
dflak over 1 year 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 over 1 year ago
i will never know this…
Daltongang Premium Member over 1 year ago
Aunty, we already knew you were weird, you didn’t need to procreate to prove it to us.
ladykat over 1 year ago
Weirdness was certainly passed down through four generations in my family.
ᴮᴼᴿᴱᴰ2ᴰᴱᴬᵀᴴ over 1 year ago
YEESH!
she’s spawned
paranormal over 1 year ago
Just wait until there is an Aunty III…
fullmoondeb Premium Member over 1 year ago
Oh yes indeed, just ask my (very weird) son.
kathleenhicks62 over 1 year ago
You never realize how weird you are until you recognize your mother in you,
cuzinron47 over 1 year ago
You could’ve just asked us, we’ve known that for some time.
anomalous4 over 1 year ago
Reminds me of the Parent’s Curse: " When you grow up & have kids, I hope they’re just like you!"
goboboyd over 1 year ago
Doesn’t everyone Polka around the Pineapple? Or is the Pagan Prance still the ‘hip’ thing with the kids?
paullp Premium Member over 1 year ago
Incorrect in my case, Aunty. I have always been fully aware of how weird I am.