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Thursday, June 06, 2013
The 3 Rs of Grandparenting
The Three “R’s”
Our oldest grandson Dyl has been learning to read. How shall I say this? He can to it just fine-but he doesn’t want
too. I love to read. Our “inherited” son and daughter and love to
read. Most often, we have a book that we
are in the midst of devouring.
Now our “birth” children and Steve-they could care less,
unless it’s something that they need to know.
My best example? I have never in
33 years of knowing him have seen my husband sit down with a book of any
size. One year when we were pretty
“strapped”, I heard him mention that Howard Stern had written a book and he
like to read it. Whoa! Thinking he actually meant it (I think I was
still naïve only having been married about a dozen years at that point); I
decided to buy him the book for our anniversary. Till this day, over 2 DECADES later-I’ve
never seen that book in his hand past the moment he unwrapped it.
Dyl seems to be taking that lead.
Since I’m watching this smart but uninspired reader on
Wednesdays, I informed him that while grandma did some work he was going to
look in our vast “library” and read. The
first experience had him: trying to
convince me that he finished a book in less than 5 minutes. Trouble was I knew from years of reading to
toddlers that each book in this series takes about 15. Then I caught him showing the pages to
Lucky. After that, he found my “brag
book” of photos and said he’d “read” that book.
After nixing the idea “until he actually read a book with words”, he
decided to explain about his need to get a pet snake and keep bugs.
As you can see the first two “R’s” were not going so
well. I was NOT getting my article on
the need for those of us over 50 to get an exercise plan that is customized for
our individual physical frailties (WRITING) and Dyl was not getting any further
in enjoying any of the 3 very kid-friendly book lined shelves. (READING)
Shall I move on to the third “R”?
I am a writer. My
vocabulary is quite decent. There are
times where my husband will kid me about my use of “$5” words. He will always consult with me on spelling
and use me as a thesaurus when he needs to send out a business e-mail. But show me a set of numbers or ask me to add
anything and I swear my eyes glaze over.
Plus, never ask me to do any adding/subtracting that may be of a
critical nature with money. I’m awful.
My sister (6 years younger) was a whiz with numbers and
always seemed to get the best of me with money our parents told us was for
sharing. I would always think she knew
about monetary splitting and honestly, I was so disinterested that I’d just let
her handle it. Now Dyl does better with
numbers. But I’m not going there.
At the end of our first try, I’m trying to figure out if the
two of us had any success. I finally
gave up on the paid article and wrote this entry and Dylan fell asleep on the
couch with Lucky lying on top of him with her head in his neck.
There’s always next week.
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I liked to read when I was young but by middle school reading bored me. I once did a book report on the same book twice in the sixth grade. And in high school I used Cliff Notes to deliver a book report on the Tale of Two Cities. I'm like Steve--I'll read if I need to know something but otherwise a do about a book a year.
On the otherhand, my wife reads constantly and has a fairly extensive library though it's mostly women's fiction, or romance titles.
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On the otherhand, my wife reads constantly and has a fairly extensive library though it's mostly women's fiction, or romance titles.
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