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Nov 30, 2011

A Little Giggle

Who you calling OLD?


About a year ago, when Sport was in 2nd grade, his class had a tradition called Dads and Doughnuts. The idea was that my sweetie would take the kids to school and then just stay there with Sport for about 45 minutes and read books and eat doughnuts. Since we have had other 2nd graders, this was not a new phenomenon. As the two of them walked hand-in-hand, Sport glanced around at the other kids and their dads. Then he looked up at his own dad and whispered, “What if they think you are my grandpa and not my dad?” My sweetie was devastated, of course. Over the past year I have heard this story at least a dozen times and although outwardly I’ve sympathized and said all the right things, inside I was giggling…a little…sorry, Sweetie.

You all know Scout had an amazing 6th birthday party last week! We had nearly her entire kindergarten class in attendance. One of the other note-worthy things that happened last week is that Teach and Drama Queen both finished their student teaching! Yay! (And Teach got a job today as a substitute teacher in our school district. Yay again!) Now both girls are home during the day so I can finally sneak an hour or so away from the little ones so I can help in Scout’s class. She has been hounding me to be the Mom-Helper for a couple of months now.

Today was finally the big day except that I didn’t tell her because I was worried that something might go wrong at the last minute and I would have to cancel. But it didn’t. I got to the school about 10 minutes early and checked in with the office. Then I went down to her classroom. I knew the kids were at recess because I saw them on the playground as I was crossing the parking lot. I wandered around the room for about 5 minutes, admiring their artwork and looking for Scout’s name on anything and everything. I was glad that it had finally worked out and I could spend this time with her. Besides, it would be fun to see all of her little friends again.

About that time, the kids came scrambling through the door, pulling off coats and other outdoor paraphernalia. Scout was one of the first ones. She ran to me and gave me a big hug. “Were you surprised?” I asked, hugging her back. “No,” she said. “I saw you in the parking lot.” Then one of her friends said, “I know you, you’re (Scout’s) mom!” Kids were smiling at me like they were all my best friends. Then one said, “Are you the Mom-Helper today?” I glanced over at Scout and her sweet face beamed with pride. “Yup!” I confirmed. Then one of the little boys frowned. “Oh,” he said. “I thought you were her grandma!” I'm not giggling any more...
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16 comments:

  1. TracieNovember 30, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    Ouch! I got asked last week if I was my Sister in laws mom. The lady was shocked when I told her that Michaelyn was 20 and I was 28. It made me feel real great about my self.

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  2. mCatNovember 30, 2011 at 10:56 AM

    Whoa! I think I would have started crying! Way to handle it with grace

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  3. ShellNovember 30, 2011 at 11:40 AM

    Oh, ouch! But remember- at that age, kids think someone who is 20 is OLD.

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  4. ColleenNovember 30, 2011 at 1:13 PM

    I think you told this with a lot of humor.:) I worked in a preschool and made the mistake of asking a four year old how old he thought I was...he hemmed and hawed for a few minutes and then rather doubtfully said "84?" (I was 26 at the time, positively ancient obviously.;)

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  5. Kristy @LoveandblasphemyNovember 30, 2011 at 1:17 PM

    Crazy kids, they either think you're 14 or 100!

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  6. Emma FrancesNovember 30, 2011 at 2:56 PM

    Kids are so silly!! Good thing you have a good sense of humor, eh?

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  7. LOVE MELISSA:)November 30, 2011 at 7:52 PM

    This reminds me of my daughter who was asked by her friends mom how old she thought she was! My daughter said 100. She's only 3 so my friend didn't take it to heart.

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  8. Corine MooreNovember 30, 2011 at 11:04 PM

    I remember when I was very young, BEGGING my mom to let a 13 year old take me for a walk to the nearby 7-11, because she (the 13 yo) was "SO OLD!" LOL And just a week ago I was visiting with a couple of Elders, when I realized that they were born AFTER I graduated from HS... I was further blown away by the fact that they were younger than my daughter. How could that be? Weren't we about the same age? :o LOL (Not QUITE! - BIT SHOCK TO MY MIND WHICH STILL THINKS I'M STILL A TEENAGER).It's all quite relative, isn't it? I'm quite sure that to the "truly old" you and I are both still QUITE YOUNG! ;D

    Corine :D

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  9. Corine MooreNovember 30, 2011 at 11:07 PM

    PS. I love the photo of the DH kissing you! Sooooo sweet!
    Corine :D

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  10. Prima DonnaDecember 1, 2011 at 12:00 AM

    i remember there was a funeral when I was suppossed to do Dad's and Doughnuts, so dad bought a box of donughts from the best donught store ever. We didn't get them very often so it wtotally made up for the probably cheap ones they'd give us there.

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  11. Karen HossinkDecember 1, 2011 at 7:37 AM

    Why aren't you giggling anymore?
    I am! *wink*
    I was the youngest in my class at school and have always wanted to feel "old". Now I am finally 40 and I still feel like a baby - as I work in a retirement center and most of the people with whom I spend my days are well over twice my age! LOL
    It's all a matter of perspective. ;)

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  12. MarciDecember 1, 2011 at 8:27 AM

    Kids... At my first Activity Days in September one of the girls asked how old I was. I had them all guess. Someone sai 16 but everyone else guessed something around 35. I think kids just have no concept of age... I was 22 at the time.

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  13. AmandaDecember 1, 2011 at 8:31 AM

    shell, i agree.. those kids have NO concept of age.

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  14. UnknownDecember 1, 2011 at 4:01 PM

    Kids and not understanding the concept of age is hilarious< though hurtful to those involved. Love the last picture!

    mommysummers.blogspot.com

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  15. AnonymousDecember 2, 2011 at 2:51 AM

    I was always the youngest at most places where I worked suddendly time zoomed fast, had my only child when I was nearly 30 my husband was 30 just a few days before she was born..seems like I am older than anyone I work with now except for my boss my second grade girlfriend and her husband, went to school with her thru all the grades.oh, my we laugh over what people think of us now, we are both 63 & hubby was my brother's best friend and 63 now, we could be great great grandmothers if we had married and had our kids asap..but we waited I did until an old gal of 26 and our daughter is only just 34 and not married and no kids whatsoever..Todays' youth in the west where we live don't get married early and have kids early at all, if they marry at all, with this depression yes I said it, depression many get thru college and move into their parents home for almost 5 years because even with a great college degree they cannot get any jobs, it is terrible and they don't enjoy being young at all, nothing like the 60's when we were 18 and young and fancy free..Only one gal I know of married in 1966 and had her only child in march 1967 and stayed married until her husband went to the Lord, he was a youth pastor at that, her son never married he is nearly 45 now and a pastor but never married..Our great country is suffering, if the only thing you get a little giggle out of is a comment about who you are to your kids (aunt, grama or grandpa to your husband) you are living a great great life!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  16. DianaDecember 2, 2011 at 11:17 AM

    I am still giggling. My DH and I get that all the time. I could be upset about it, but we are both old enough to be their grandparents so why let it bother me? I will admit that I get the grandparent question more when I am with DH than I do when I am by myself though.

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