"Nathan and Peyton can you come here please? We have to talk. I don't know how to tell you this...can't think of any way other than to just say it. It's about your grandparents. You know how they're always giving you stuff and letting you run free and smiling all the time? Well a long time ago, before you were born, those same hands that give you candy, used to whoop."
Sadly this is a conversation we're all going to have to have with our children one day so we have to prepare and practice for it the same as we do the birds and the bees conversation. We want our children to enjoy grandma and grandaddy but after awhile envy will set in. Even though we're adults we'll still see stuff and go "I wasn't allowed to do that." And we try to let our children enjoy themselves and form their own opinions but at some point we're going to break down and tell the truth.
Now my Dad is a very truthful man, although I question the validity of his stories about my dear sweet grandfather. He claims he was disciplined. Yeah right that guy wouldn't hurt a flea. I have such wonderful memories of him!!! I watched Michael Jackson at the Superbowl over his house and he gave me all the peanut butter cookies I could eat. So nice!!!! I bet he was that way his whole life.
Then my mom's Dad, so brave I remember him killing a spider with his bare hands!!!! Supplying me with all of the candy I could eat! I bet he never even raised his voice!
A lot of you have been wondering where Peyton has been spending time. Well she's in Warren with my parents. I dropped her off yesterday and witnessed her take off running through the kitchen, into the dining room, around the coffee table, back into the dining room and end up back in the kitchen!!!! And Dad smiled about it!!!! Who is this guy????
One day I'm going to tell her the truth. And I'm sure this cycle will continue, it's the worst payback a parent can give their child. You get taught structure your whole life by parents who for some reason feel the need to raise you right. Then you have your children and these same parents become unrecognizable and you try to tell your kids "how it was when we were coming up" and "you're not allowed cookies all day because I wasn't allowed cookies all day" but they brush us off because they go to see their grandparents and these people couldn't possibly have withheld sweets!!!!! I think there's a Bible verse on this but I have to search for it:-)
Dear Lord I come thanking you for my parents and their willingness to take Peyton in. I thank you she's with them, people who'll not only spoil her but love her because they love me. Now Lord give Peyton comfort Lord. Help her to continue to grow into the little girl you'd have her to be. And thank you for my parents who saw fit to raise me not as I wanted but how I should be raised (I put that part in there to score extra points:-). Grant me wisdom and guidance to be able to be good parents to my children as well. Thank you that in this difficult situation there are still so many good things coming out of it!!!! Help Peyton to continue to enjoy her grandparents, help her to continue to learn from them so that one day she can tell some wonderful stories about them, the same stories I tell about mine.
In Jesus Name
Amen
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