Saturday, January 21, 2012


It's an icy morning in the Cincy area.  The BMan and LL are heading to grandchild #3's birthday party.  The roads are getting better , so we are ready to go.  Now the BMan thinks grandkids are the greatest thing that was ever invented.  Why is that?  It really is true that you like your grandkids better than your own kids (that's like not love).  My belief is that without any real accountability to the grandkids and not seeing them every day brings about a relaxed responsibilty that if I get them home safe and happy I did my job.  It is so funny when their parents drop them off for us to watch them, we get sometimes these written list of rules, these do's and don'ts.  What do they think the LL and BMan are going to do, give them whatever they want, change their napping and bedtime habits, let them eat and drink what they want, and watch whatever they want on TV?  Well, yes we are.  But we're free, loving, teach them things they really shouldn't know, what's wrong with that.  They will recover.  The parents brought them into this world, it's their job to do the discipline, not ours.  Heck, we've already spent more on our grandkids than we ever did with our kids and that's the way it should be.  End of that story, so yes grandson #1, we can keep a secret when you want several pieces of candy from the BMan's stash.

We went to see "Billy Elliott" at the Aronoff last night.  It was a great play.  We usually go on Saturday nights, but we had a conflict for tonight.  The LL exchanged tickets and got us on the floor front and center, she loves that.  Our regular tickets are in the LOGE level.  She kept telling me to get better tickets, but I didn't because they were cheaper in the LOGE.  The  LL says if there was a ball on the stage, we'd have the best tickets in the house.  OK, next year the LL will win, the BMan will get tickets down on the floor front and center.  But maybe I can move our Bengals tickets to the 50 yard line.  You know, fair is fair.

The son that lives in the basement will be home alone this week as both the LL and I are out of town, so I have to get ready and go to the grocery so he has something to eat.  He left a list of what he wants, but no money, go figure.

Happy Birthday dad, 77 years old today!

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