posted February 21st 2018
I began my content writing business, My Words Work For You, in 2013. I write for a varied list of clients but The Grandparents Hub is one of my favourites. I am an active ‘guide parent’ to Matilda, aged two, a great aunt (I prefers ‘fabulous aunt’) to Beatrice, very nearly four, and a regular babysitter to Peter, Oscar, George and Sophie. The ‘void’ left as my own children became adults has been filled with experiences that I share with you here. The Grandparents Hub is a voice for all of us whose lives are enriched by little ones.
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It’s an age-old issue – you are good enough to look after the grandchildren, a lot, but it would appear you are not to be trusted when it comes to rules! It’s not like we have ever raised kids before is it…
This is what happens in my house. The door bursts open and in they burst, like a Bedouin tribe in a sand-storm. Children, babies, bottles, toys, books, spare clothing, fruit (a hint) and, a set of rules, issued verbally as the parents fly out of the door. I am surely not to blame if I miss a few rules while greeting the children with open arms. The one I often miss is ‘no biscuits’; honestly, I know that biscuits are very naughty. What kind of grandparents do they think we are? Answer: Naughty ones.
Do you get given rules to stick to that make absolutely no sense to you at all? Foods that your own kids weaned on that are now the scourge of society? Lard on toast at my grandparents’ with a generous sprinkling of salt felt like the best snack ever, I’m still alive (Don’t try that at home). Who knows, in another generation’s time we may all be rueing the day we ever fed our children quinoa.
In YOUR household, how long does it take after being put in charge before the biscuit tin appears? Can you last an hour? Nothing like a bit of healthy competition, let’s see who wins the ‘less than a minute’ trophy! Is it ‘your house, your rules’? Or is it ‘their children, their rules’? What seems fair to you? Let’s open the debate. We can see that there’s a place for common sense here and what is best for the children should preside, but biscuits are essential bond-building/peace-making tools that have long been in a grandparents tool-kit, I’m not ready to follow the no-biscuit rule just yet.