I’ll be honest: there were times when the kiddo was growing up that I wanted to smack him into next week (plus times when even that wouldn’t have been enough). We both considered it an accomplishment that he was alive to graduate high school and that we were still on friendly terms.
It wasn’t that he was a bad kid. My sister used to say, “He has a lot of personality.” He was too smart, too cocky, too impulsive, and he found tremendous pleasure in pushing every one of my buttons every chance he got.
But he’s all grown now, responsible, independent, and all those frustrating moments pay off every moment I spend with our grandson. The grandkiddo is too smart, too, but right now his granddaddy and I push his buttons instead of the other way around. (For the ten thousandth time: “No, Granddaddy, waspers STING. They DON’T bite.”)
Last time Cam was here at the house, after he tired of Car Versus Tower (I build a Lego tower; he knocks it to the ground with the Lego car), he turned to me and asked, “Is there anything fun to play with around here besides you?”
Oh, yeah. This is the payoff for being a mom.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
You need to throw in the ongoing saga of The Bird.
The day you gave The Bird to him, it was deleted from my brain. (Thank you, Jesus.)
I’m thinking I need to get The Bird back from him . . . somehow.
Nope. The Bird is his. End of discussion.
That’s why they always say “if I’d known how much fun it was to be a grandparent, I’d have done it first!”
Isn’t that true! There were times I honestly didn’t think Brandon and I would BOTH survive his childhood, lol, but I’m glad we did.
Geewhizzz–I’m still waiting.
I loved being with Cam, so I’m glad you kept the kiddeo around too!
(I think your kid is kinda neat–remember that time he and I talked about South Park movie? I’ll never forget.)
Aw, it’ll happen, and you’ll be in love.
I do remember that SP discussion. I’d never seen it before, but I was impressed that you liked it, so I started watching it after that. So freaking funny.