Sunday, June 22, 2008

Not that I love saying it.......but

You know in some cultures, babies are born and the mothers take to the fields to work and the grandmothers raise the young. Grandmothers are seen as sage residents of the village and are respected as such. What has happened? Not that I'd like to trek my hefty self to the fields to do some serious work, but what about this SAGE business. And no, I'm not talkin' seasoning here. My son thinks I talk just to hear myself, I guess. But, I have found, in all my years of clean living, that if one is patient enough, one gets the LAST LAUGH.

I said, "son, don't let her (meaning his 3.5 yr old daughter) play with your cell phone. she's liable to break it". He just lets my words travel in one ear and out the other, never taking a few seconds to let any of them absorb into brain matter. Sigh. After so many times of saying this to him, I finally gave up and didn't say anything anymore.

Then, there was, "son, you shouldn't be letting her play around your vehicle like that...going in and out of it, she's liable to slam her fingers in the door or pull your radio knobs off or something like that". Again, this fell on deaf ears.

So.......one day last week as he is driving down a five-lane highway in heavy traffic he hears something hit the side of his car, he glances in the rear view mirror in time to see something get run over by another car and then he glances back at his daughter who is now crying and saying that she has thrown his cell phone out the window. Lesson #1

A couple days ago, said granddaughter is in her father's car and he's right there in the yard and she not only pushes the back door window down, she puts all her weight on it and pushes it down even further into the door. Oh yes, we need to say here that the crank to roll the window UP no longer works and now she's pushed it so far down, you can't get ahold of it. He attempts to grasp it with needle nose pliers and the window SHATTERS into millions of pieces inside the door. Need I mention that we've had a lot of rain lately. Lesson #2

You know sometimes things just work out for the best all by themselves. Do I sound a tad bitter? Maybe I'm still holding a grudge from when he parked right behind me and disappeared for 6 hours. Shhhhh....don't tell anyone. Grandmas aren't supposed to behave that way. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

17 comments:

fiwa said...

heehee.... how could you resist saying "Told ya so!" ??

Talisman said...

Now, I'm no where near being a grandma, but I often wonder how on Earth I'm going to be "grandmother-ish" when the time comes. I'm sarcastic and jaded and certainly not grandma material --at least nothing like the loving cookie baking grandmothers *I* had.

So, it's good to see that likely my grandmother was talking crap about me inside her head and that turning into a grandmother isn't like having a lobotomy. ;)

Thanks Val! I'm glad to know that "grandma's aren't supposed to behave that way" but they still want to! ;)

Anonymous Boxer said...

Why don't we get any credit for our life experiences? I'm not a grandparent but I have employees who are in their early 20's and I watch them repeat stupid mistakes OVER and OVER - they ask my advice, I give it to them and then..... they do just the opposite. WHY? I give up. I'm now turning all of my glorious energy BACK to myself and.... will still help when asked.... but I'm no longer volunteering to those that don't listen. Does that make sense?

Maria said...

I'm not a grandmother yet, either. But, I don't know WHY no one listens to me when I say that it is DANGEROUS to leave a fan running when you leave the house.

JYankee said...

OH yeah..the same...but your post sounds just like MY mom!...LOL..especially cuz she lives really near by my bro and family...tee hee...

boneman said...

dang.... just hope he doesn't come to you for a handout to get a new car.
(you know, now that the window is busted and all)
and, yeah. Giggles are what folks get to do when their advice is passed over.

mama llama said...

That is a Story-a-zón! Those ARE the moments, are they not?

I look forward to many, many more as I become an Elder of My Village...HA!

Be well, Val. Thanks for the laughs!

Cheryl said...

I really am laughing along with you! Some lessons have to be learned the hard way.

Kelly Jene said...

I'm with Cheryl. Sometimes people just have to live the lessons themselves because they don't want to listen. They don't want to admit someone may know more then them.

Joy Des Jardins said...

Val, it's never about getting the 'last laugh'.....especially when it comes to your own family. It's always about trying to save them some grief; and who better to tell them but their own mother...who has lived through a lot of it. But we can't save them from everything....they have to live through a lot of it themselves. You can only hope they're paying attention and are responsible enough so as not to pay a major price sometime in the future. You're such a good mom Val.....many hugs....

The Real Mother Hen said...

All kids - including me - thinks that they know best. Even at this age, ahem, this *young* age, I still don't listen to my ma fully, let alone behaving the way she wants me to behave :()

Smocha said...

Ha ha ! Karma is sweet baby!

SOUL: said...

ya know-- i think we learn right along with them.... they really do have to make their own mistakes in life before they learn anything... i also am learning how to SLOWLY , let go of the wheel.... not that i don't grab it very quickly at times through gritted angry , shattering teeth - but, i am beginning to figure out-- that someday-- she'll learn how to drive -- without me being the nagging backseat driver all the time.

at least i hope so-- cuz i think it's harder on me than it is on her... most of the time :))

happy monday to ya big C-

ordinaryjanet said...

I bet you could hardly contain your cackles of glee at being proven right! It's a great feeling, isn't it?

Mary said...

It's hard watching our kids learn and grow. Sometimes it seems they never will. Just be glad it wasn't a finger in a slammed door or something worse. I'd step back and let sonny-boy suffer the consequences of the phone and car window. I'm afraid I'd have to have a little "I told you so" party even if it is bad form for a grandmother.

simonsays said...

You my dear, are a far better woman than I, because "I told you not to...." would have been the first thing out of my mouth!!

Happy Tuesday.

Hugs my good friend.

:)

Gypsy said...

Yep I'm afraid I would have been like Jamie by making sure they knew I was gloating. Now where's my knitting and my tray of hot baked cookies for the little darlings? Giggle...