Posted by: Diane | October 17, 2013

The Joys Of Grandparenting

What’s a family get together without a good, old wrestling match between Papak and Phoenie?

At this point, it looks like Papak is definitely winning. Nothing like an unequal match of weight to tip the scales in Chris’s favor…

wrestling 1

..but WAIT! Phoenie comes back with a vengeance with a strategic right roll and scissor hold, determined to overtake his Papak (with a little yelpy help from Lola, his freshly shaven, rat-looking Yorkie)

wrestling 2

…and the victor? Eight-year-old (soon to be nine!) very proud Phoenie. Papak is pinned to the floor and Lola is nowhere to be found. Hopefully, Chris hasn’t rolled on top of her!

wrestling 3

Something special always happens when grandparents and children come together. Grandparents are supposed to help their grandchildren get into the mischief that the grandchildren aren’t old enough to have thought of yet! As someone once said, “grandparents aren’t old – they’ve just been having fun longer.” Chris and I totally respect all of Phoenie’s mom’s preferences (she calls them,“rules”) but when the cat’s away, the three mice will most definitely play!  Phoenie has wisely caught onto this truth: what happens at our place, stays at our place.

Chris and I are so blessed to be grandparents. From the first time, we held this precious newborn baby in our arms, we knew that life would never be the same again. The image of seven-pound, nine-ounce Phoenix Slobodian enveloped in his Papak’s tight hold, as the two of them strolled down the hall in the hospital that afternoon, is branded in my mind forever.

Grandparenting is a luxury. The second time around, you are able to see the child so differently. Rather than making sure that the child is eating well, gaining weight and hitting those supposedly important milestones of development that all the parenting books declare as truth, grandparents can become children again and enjoy the simplicity of childhood. The big decisions become whether to put a red or a green smartie on top of the ice cream, where to go on a discovery hike or how many stories to tell at bedtime.

The first thing that happens when Phoenie visits Chris and I is the traditional group hug – we’ve been doing this since Phoenie was old enough to squeeze tightly. I hope he will never been too old or too cool to participate in this auspicious event – it means so much to Chris and I.

Of course, there is often the “let’s check out how much you’ve grown” ritual as Phoenie stands tall against the door frame upstairs and his height is measured and recorded.

There are the wonderful water fights in the lake, the interesting mixtures of food for lunch, the board games, the talks and prayers at night, the wrestling, the baking, the giggling and the exploring that frequently take place around here.  We love it all.. and then we get to hand Phoenie back to his mom – we love that part too!

There’s definitely a reason why it’s called “grand-parenting.”

it's a grand life!

One generation shall commend your works to another, and shall declare your mighty acts. Psalm 145.4 ESV

Only take care, and keep your soul diligently, lest you forget the things that your eyes have seen, and lest they depart from your heart all the days of your life. Make them known to your children and your children’s children.                                       Deuteronomy 4.9 ESV

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