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Monday, May 30, 2011

Good memories and great grandparents

Where there's whistling, you will find Pop. 

I asked Jessi to describe Pop:
Fun, kind, happy and loving. My favorite thing about Pop is that he spends all of his time with cars that I like.


Pop loves kids, but anyone who knows us well understands what level of energy my kids require. Sometimes that can be scary for me when it comes to my dad b/c they can exhaust even me at times, and I'm well-versed in all things CIRCUS VORHOLT. What kind of damage will they leave on him? Can he handle their path of destruction?

What I've learned is that while I'll always worry, b/c that's what mothers do, Pop is an adult and can make decisions on his own. His decision this morning was to take the three little ones to the park. They were tickled pink! I didn't ask how many directions they ran in when he released them from his jeep, but when I arrived it was clear he had it all under control. 

Mimi didn't have as much luck when she took Matt with her to the grocery after church yesterday. Something about letting him push the buggy by himself (definitely listed under Circus Rules #45 of what NOT to do) and a display of tomatoes. She braved the errand with our most active child, so it's considered a success.

Grammy (Michael's mom) has also braved the world with the tribe with success. What child doesn't want to hang out with their grandparent and be spoiled? 

We're well aware that our grandchild offering to our parents isn't typical. We know keeping them requires planning, effort and sometimes more energy than you'd care to use, so to have little trips to the store or the park is huge. Those moments make memories. And the good memories help ease the bad ones. Good memories are priceless, just like brave grandparents.

2 comments:

Rolobay said...

I love the look on your dad's face! Just like I remember. He looks the same. Please tell your parents I say hello.

kodiakrunner said...

What a fabulous tribute to your parents. Yes, we are all so fortunate to have parents who love and support us and our children. And not to forget that they paved the road in front of us. I am sure you and I were not wild flowers when we were little!