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Grandpa’s Can Be a Disruptive Force

By on February 3, 2016 in Uncategorized with No Comments

My wife and I share taking Molly to the bus stop in the morning. I naively thought we basically did the same thing. Oh how wrong I was.

I was talking with Edie the other day about how my morning goes when I show up at Neysa’s (my daughter and the Mom of Molly and Brayden). I come in, shout, “Morning”, and head straight to the coffee maker. Neysa and the kids are upstairs; I assume the crew is getting ready for the school day.

I then sit down, fire up my iPhone, sip on my coffee, check for messages, catch up on the morning news, and wait.

Mokey, their shy Rhodesian Ridgeback, peeks her head into the family room to see who this person is who just upset her morning. After seeing me she quickly withdraws. That should give me some clue, but it doesn’t. If you’re thinking “clueless grandpa”, just wait, it gets worse.

As the kids meander into the room, kids seem to work at the speed of slow in the morning, all hell breaks loose when they see me.

 

 

I put my phone away, move the coffee out of harms way, and start talking, well shouting is more like it, at a decibel level that Edie can likely hear across town.

Then it starts.

“Grandpa chase me.”

“Grandpa, scare me”

Sometimes we read, but reading seems to be a competitive sport when I’m there as each child wants their time with grandpa. And, of course, they never seem to want me to read the same book.

The morning quickly turns into chaos. The kids want to play hide and seek, or they get on the couch and jump into their bean bags. I’m having a great time; the kids seem to be having fun. The quiet morning solitude is no more.

Molly - Bean bagBrayden - Bean Bag

Neysa comes into the room trying to restore order. Sometimes it works; sometimes, well, not so much.  She’ll grab Brayden’s shoes and says, “Dad can you put these on?” Now I want to say, “No, I don’t think they’ll fit”, but quickly realize that this is not the best time for humor.

When I asked Edie if this is how her morning goes, I got that look. You know the one with the eyes rolling and the head shaking from side to side as she said, “Oh, poor Neysa.”

She said, “No. I go upstairs, help the kids get dressed. I make sure Molly brushes her teeth and help Brayden brush his. Then I’ll often sit down and read to them.”

Edie - Reading M&B

“From the same book?”

“Of course”

“Oh. Ah, sounds like I may be a disruptive force in the morning.”

She answers with only two, yet very powerful words: “Ya think!”

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