Monday, June 05, 2006

Popularity

I suppose there's such a thing as being too popular. How do you know if you're in the danger zone? You're there if every time Mom and Dad show up to get the kids, there's howling and crying, if they argue about going home, want to stay. That's no fun.

Why would children act this way? Because Grandma spoils them rotten, that's why. If every time a child asks for something, Grandma coos, "Of course, sweetheart, whatever you want," that's spoiling the little darlings with both hands. Grandma's house means unlimited sweet treats, video games, movies, anything requested. Grandma is the one who buys the entire Walter, The Farting Dog series, the Compleat Captain Underpants body of work. Grandma's house is where the word, "NO," does not happen.

Do I spoil Benny and Sadie? Darn right, and that's the way it's going to be. Period. I feel no responsibility whatsoever to teach children about healthy choices. At my house, a balanced meal might include oreo sticks with frosting dip, ice cream cones, and cheetos. The other day I heard about a grandma who always keeps carrot sticks and celery for the kids. HAHAHAHHA! What a sap.

No, it isn't nice at the end of a visit, to hear sobs and pleas of sweet little, adorable little ones trying to avoid going home to sanity and the rule of law. But I'm not about to change. I'm more than aware that the road to my house is the road to ruin, and that's how I like it. Maybe once/year children get a trip to Disney. All the rest of the year, though, they have Grandma, doyenne of the true magic kingdom....her house.

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