Through Grandma’s Eyes: Mothers and Sons

“My mother had a great deal of trouble with me,

but I think she enjoyed it.”

-Mark Twain-

journal entry:

It is delightful to watch my children as parents.  They are patient and thoughtful.  They worry . . . but I am still the queen of that.  They are physical and affectionate.  They are good listeners.  Having children of their own has helped them to understand me better.  That is what they tell me.  They understand being tired and spending within a budget.  They understand why I sewed their clothes and bottled everything I could find from the garden and the fruit trees.  They understand why we don’t waste things or complain about our food. They understand why we take care of things and why “used” is often just as good as “new”. They understand why I kept after them to be nice to each other and why I told them it wasn’t fair for a bigger kid to pick on a littler kid.  They understand the ongoing battle with little boys to use nice words.  They understand the power of example.  They pray more.  They watch their children more closely than we did.  It is a different world their children live in. They tell me that they understand things since becoming parents that they would never have imagined.  I like that.

“What the mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin.”

-Henry Ward Beecher-

They remember lessons they learned and now understand why we said what we said.  They suffer when their children do and pray that their children will never do some of the things that they did.  They keep their children clean, clothed and fed . . . they teach them to read and fish and build and draw and cut with scissors and paint.  They teach them to ride bikes and trikes and scooters and to wear helmets and knee pads.  They teach them to swim and plant and weed.   My children have placed value on being home.  No mommies work.  I mean, no mommies work outside of their homes which means that their children always have them around.  If my grandchildren are afraid, sick, worried or tired . . . they can call for their mommies.  It is wonderful to watch my children as parents.

“Lead me, guide me, walk beside me, help me find the way.”

-A Primary Song-

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