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I felt like Alice stepping through the looking glass, leaving my sure-footed world behind as I tumbled into the topsy-turvy, crazy-in-love world of grandparenting.
I felt like Alice stepping through the looking glass, leaving my sure-footed world behind as I tumbled into the topsy-turvy, crazy-in-love world of grandparenting.
What is it about parents that they think because they enjoyed something in their youth, their children will be just as thrilled about doing the same thing? I am one of those parents. My daughter is one of those kids.
My first grandchild is due any day now and I’ve got two words of advice for his parents: Hold on.
This time when she launches the regret-having-kids question, I don’t reply immediately as I typically do. Now that she’s 14, maybe I have a different answer for her.
It’s my fault that he left in a U-Haul in the middle of the night. He might try to tell you differently, but don’t believe him.
Though I could no longer ask Mom about the things she always told me, I wondered what words of mine might still be taking up space in the brains of my three adult kids.