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Grandparents wanted: Serious applicants only. Persons who do not like children, never want to babysit, can't be bothered with birthday parties, are easily annoyed and think only of themselves need not apply.
That's right. I'm letting all out. My parents suck as grandparents and I'm making a vow right now that I will never be like them. Let me give you a few examples. Recently, my son had a birthday party. My in-laws went out of there way to come to the party, even requesting the day off of work. Here's the conversation I had with my dad.
"Oh is that this coming weekend?"
"Yes. Birthday parties are usually held around the time of your birthday."
"It's opening day for hockey here and I have tickets to an NFL game on Sunday. I think we will have to come some other weekend. I'll send him a card."
F**k your card. He doesn't want a card. He wants you to come out and see him. He wants you to take him to the hockey game. Just him. He wants you to visit us and not just for "special" occasions. He wants you to see him play baseball. Something you managed to do once in a 15 game season. He wants you.
Now let's move on to the converstation I had with my mom (note: My parents are divorced and remarried)
"Are you coming to the party this weekend?"
"Is you dad?"
"I'm not sure. Why do you care?"
"I don't. In fact, I have all week off of work."
"You could come out Friday and help me with the cake and go to this big school event we are having."
"Well, I told your grandmother that I would take her to Buffalo."
"Yeah, she wants to visit her brother. So by the time I get back and get home it will be Friday."
"Are you mad? I'll call you on my way home and let you know if we can come."
How many of you think she came? That's right, she didn't. How many of you think she called? That's right, she didn't. Not till Sunday when she knew we would be in church and then she left a message. A message that said, "sorry I couldn't make it to your party. I'll put a package in the mail for you this week."
F**k your package. Your grandson wants to see you. He wants to feel like he is important to you. He wants you to bring him a present, not mail him a present. He wants you to spend time with him, not send him to the basement with his new toy. He wants you.
And even though I'm 37, I want you both too.
I want to be more important than hockey.
I want to be more important that Buffalo.
I want you to want to visit.
Not feel like you have too.__________________________________________________________________________
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