Life With My Grandchildren
Life with My Grandchildren
By Sheila
My life used to be so different from what it is today. A few years ago, I was just your typical grandmother. I spent time enjoying my grandchildren. I have six in all, five boys, and one girl. They came over with their parents and spent time with Papaw and me. I spent a lot of time playing with them and making special things for them. When it was time for them to go home I was always sad because I missed them.
Now I help raise my three youngest grandchildren. Their parents are divorced and their father (my son) has custody of them. Jordan is the oldest and he is twelve years old. He is an honor student and is a very good boy. Madison is nine years old and my only granddaughter. She is also a very intelligent girl. She can read about any thing she picks up. Blake is the youngest, he is six years old going on twenty-six. They all three play ball in the summer.
I am kept busy doing baths, cooking dinner, doing laundry, and helping with homework. There is not much time left over to play and do all those little extra things I used to do. Now when their dad comes to take them home, I give a sigh of relief, because I know I have a couple of days to get caught up on all the things I am behind in (laundry, extra cleaning, etc.).
My three oldest grandsons are with their mother and father. They are my daughter’s children. Mitchell is eighteen years old and in Pulaski High School. He will be going to Eastern next year. Tony and Dillon are fourteen years old. They are identical twins. They are also honor students and are both on the archery team at school. These boys are all too big for Grandma any more and they also know I am tied up most of the time being a mother to their cousins.
I still try to spend as much quality time as I can with all my family. Our time and interest seem to change over the years. Grandchildren are one of the greatest inventions God ever made.
By Sheila
My life used to be so different from what it is today. A few years ago, I was just your typical grandmother. I spent time enjoying my grandchildren. I have six in all, five boys, and one girl. They came over with their parents and spent time with Papaw and me. I spent a lot of time playing with them and making special things for them. When it was time for them to go home I was always sad because I missed them.
Now I help raise my three youngest grandchildren. Their parents are divorced and their father (my son) has custody of them. Jordan is the oldest and he is twelve years old. He is an honor student and is a very good boy. Madison is nine years old and my only granddaughter. She is also a very intelligent girl. She can read about any thing she picks up. Blake is the youngest, he is six years old going on twenty-six. They all three play ball in the summer.
I am kept busy doing baths, cooking dinner, doing laundry, and helping with homework. There is not much time left over to play and do all those little extra things I used to do. Now when their dad comes to take them home, I give a sigh of relief, because I know I have a couple of days to get caught up on all the things I am behind in (laundry, extra cleaning, etc.).
My three oldest grandsons are with their mother and father. They are my daughter’s children. Mitchell is eighteen years old and in Pulaski High School. He will be going to Eastern next year. Tony and Dillon are fourteen years old. They are identical twins. They are also honor students and are both on the archery team at school. These boys are all too big for Grandma any more and they also know I am tied up most of the time being a mother to their cousins.
I still try to spend as much quality time as I can with all my family. Our time and interest seem to change over the years. Grandchildren are one of the greatest inventions God ever made.
posted by Rockcastle Group | 8:07 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home