Family resemblence, take 2

When I was little, we had a very close relationship with my grandparents (both sets, but the following bit of rambling is regarding my dad's side of the family.) We often went to their house for dinner on a Sunday, and they would babysit for us so that my parents could go out. One of my vivid memories is of my grandfather's geode on top of the TV, complete with a lighted magnifying glass. Pop-pop used to spoil us rotten, as is the tendencies of grandfathers. Even if dinner was being served within 10 minutes, he didn't see a problem with giving me a piece of candy. Bedtimes were far from rigid- if I wanted another story, I would have another story, even though my eyes could barely stay open. It probably drove my parents crazy. This morning, Lil Joe came toddling out of the TV room as I was leaving my parents' house. Spying the package my father had left on the table, he pointed and exclaimed, "Cookie!" Mom and I told him he did not need a cookie, and tried to convince him to eat some cereal or graham crackers. "NoNoNoNoNo! Want cookie!" he said with big, pleading eyes. "Of course he can have a cookie," said his Grandy (amazing how that fat little finger can have a grown man wrapped around it.) And Dad opened up the package and handed Lil Joe a chocolate chip cookie. "Dad," I sputtered, "we can barely get him to eat proper foods as it is! Don't be giving him cookies for breakfast!" "One cookie won't make a difference," he said forcefully. "If a cookie makes him happy, why shouldn't I give him a cookie?" "OK, Pop-pop," I sighed, "do you want to slip him some money, too?" "Maybe I will," Dad smiled, "I don't see anything wrong with that." "You did thirty years ago," I replied as I headed to the car. Let's face it, we all become our parents, no matter how we may deny that we aren't going to.


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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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