Grandboy is running around the house, running and diving behind furniture, then coming out saying, “ah man…”
When asked what he’s doing, the response is, “I playing Hide and Zeke”.
He doesn’t know who Zeke is, either. Although, living in Texas, he’s bound to run into one eventually
The grandboy is upset because he lost an argument with his imaginary little brother.
I told him it’s ok, we can’t win them all.
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Grandboy (holding up some legos pressed together): What is this?
Me: Ummm, ah. It’s a magical dolphin.
Grandboy: NO gwumpa it’s a piece. For a CAR.
Me: Ok.
Grandboy (holding the Piece. For a CAR up again): Gwumpa what is this?
Me: Ummm, ah. It’s a magical dolphin.
Grandboy (distraught) GWUMPA. No you day dat again and I’ll be super mad.
Me: WHAT? You’ll be Superman?! And beat up bad guys? All riiiight!
Grandboy: AHHHHH. GWUMPA!
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Grandboy (from the other room): Achoo
Me (walking in unawares, as I hadn’t heard him sneeze)
Grandboy (scowling)
Me: (puzzled look)
Grandboy: GWUMPA. I sneezed but you no say “Bless you”. It flew away now.
Me: Ah. That’s ok, you can get blessings at any time. Bless you!
Grandboy (smiling): Yay thank you gwumpa now say “bless you” to the dog please. Him sneezed yesterday.
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My daughter is teaching her son two of the most important things I can share with her: 1. How to say ” Thank you” with a grateful heart and 2. How to speak up and lead others when they are failing to do the right thing.
All the reading, riting and rithmetic is valuable, but understanding the first two lessons is key to actually making the world a little bit better. 😀
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Whether we accept it or not, we fathers are the spiritual heads of our household. Our children and grandchildren benefit when we take on that mantle and humbly but confidently show them how to wear it.
I’m thankful for my own earthly father who has shown me this in actions and words.
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I have officially got placed on warning by the mamasan for my rendition of Goldilocks and The Three Bears.
But in my defense, I mean, come on. One can’t be breaking and entering a house of bears, busting up furniture, fouling and consuming food in the house and NOT get eaten when the rightful owners find one passed out in the child’s bedroom.
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The grandboy’s epic monster v superhero battles now include traffic infractions (i.e. running red lights) and post-clash coffee breaks.
“Ok you never go through red light again?”
“No not again superman”
Grandboy: Those people, they, they all driving cars.
Me: Yep, they are all driving cars.
Grandboy: Why they driving cars?
Me: Dunno. Maybe they are getting food or going to work or seeing friends.
Grandboy: Monkeys don’t drive cars.
Me: Nope. Monkeys don’t drive cars. Why not?
Grandboy: Cuz they will crash the cars and hurt people. [BOOM SCREECH] AAAUGH!!!!
Me: Hm. YOU don’t drive cars.
Grandboy: No I don’t drive cars, gwumpa [makes face, rolls eyes]
Me: Then you must be a monkey.
Grandboy: NO GWUMPA I a boy. I a boy not a monkey.
Me: You like bananas. Monkeys like bananas, and don’t drive cars.
Grandboy. GWUMPA now my head is hurting. No more talking please…
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Walked in to the house where a grandchild had selected the movie, “Yellow Submarine” for the afternoon’s entertainment.
Totally cool, maaannnnn
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Call me an old softie, but when i realised Maria and Luis hooked up on the Street i shed a tear or two. Watching the next-next-gen version with the grandboy now
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“O be careful or you’ll fall down.”
“Yah gwumpa like Honky Donkey.”
(huh?)
“You know, Honkey Donkey he fall down and and he, no one could put him together again.”
“O, THAT Honkey Donkey…”
“Yah he fall down, like this” (falls down and makes a broken face) “and then you have to bury me because I’ll be stinky like Spidey*.
“Pe-you you’re already stinky, Honkey Donkey.”
* (Spidey was a hermit crab who met his crabby maker not too long ago).
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Why does the grandboy spin in circles when he eats? Doesn’t seem to bother him so that’s all right with me.
I’d ask him but I’m afraid I’d be disturbing whatever is taking place here.
Good thing is that he’s getting some exercise in the process 😖
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Someday I’ll regret answering the grandboy with the answer “Because it’s fun” when i can’t be bothered to provide a proper answer.
Karma’s gonna have fun then 😛
“Why you wiping the table, gwumpa?”
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The grandboy went shopping with me today. He tried to convince me that a bag of doughnuts had bananas hidden inside of them.
He even tried to pelosi me by saying i should buy them to see for sure if they had them or not.
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It’s official. Being this far in south-east part of the country, the grandson has picked up the southern drawl.
Like his momma before him at his age, he now says the words “hair” and “sad” using two syllables apiece.
Also he does a fair rendition of “Life is like a box of chocolates” ala that Gump fella.
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