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Grandson On Board

This week is Grandma/Grandpa camp at our house at Chautauqua Institution in New York.

Liam, seven, our oldest grandson, is spending the week with us, going to Boys Club in the mornings and learning to be a naturalist in the afternoons. Today at 5 we’ll go to a special kids presentation by the Chautauqua opera company. These are always a hoot, and I know he’ll love it.

So that’s my week and where all my energy is focused. I’ll be back next week when I’m not answering questions and cutting the crusts off peanut butter sandwiches—something I never did for his dad and his siblings. Grandkids are just a wee bit different, aren’t they?

7 Comments

  1. Joan on July 16, 2019 at 4:00 pm

    You’ve got that right. Just about anything they want is fine. We are on our way back from Tarpon Springs. Added fun this trip was a boat just back loaded with sponges. They were still in the sorting stage.

  2. Shelley Costa on July 16, 2019 at 4:07 pm

    Lucky all the way around!

  3. Nancy C Lepri on July 16, 2019 at 5:33 pm

    What’s great about grandkids is, you can spoil them rotten then send them home! Have a great week.

  4. Ann Fuller on July 16, 2019 at 7:07 pm

    Well, Emilie have a nice week and enjoy your time with grandson

  5. Jane Dougherty on July 18, 2019 at 8:01 am

    Ahh, the crust on/off the bread situation. I never cut it off for my kids or the oldest grandchild (who is now 31), but the other two were a different story, (now 25 and 20). With them I often did a bread baking demonstration to show that when the dough went in the pan, it was all the same, and that the crust came from the edges touching the pan. It did no good, as they were convinced then, and are now as well, that what is known as the crust is something totally different from the rest of the bread. Guess it is really a small thing after all.

  6. Betty Horton on July 18, 2019 at 8:59 am

    We had “grandy camp” for ten of our grandchildren before my husband died. They stayed a week. I planned a special trip each day. One of their favorites was shopping at the Dollar Tree for gifts for their cousins etc. WE provided the money and they could only buy gifts for others. Not themselves.
    We returned home and separated to wrap in “funny paper” that we had saved from newspaper.
    That evening we has a “everyone Birthday Party”. They had secretly bought Aunt Beth a present because she came after work several days to help. I baked a cake and candles added. We had a ball. Papaw was able to get out of bed to join us and that made it even more special.
    Somedays they played school, went to the park, made up plays and performed for us.

    • Emilie Richards on July 25, 2019 at 8:32 am

      I love this. What a great idea and treasured memory, Betty.

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