Elizabeth

Hello, Everyone
I have enjoyed reading everyone's posts(GREAT STUFF).
Frist
I remember watching schoolhouse rock growing up, and I loved it I
know
it didn't help me in school, there was never a chance for it to sink
in. My two boys love it as well,and if it sinks in great if not OK.
Secondly
Our family loves to play cards games my oldest son Paul just learned
to
play a card game called HAND and FOOT. He has learned to count by 5's
10's and 20's.
Last
I don't remember what post I read that talked about the elderly
feeling like a burden. but It brought back some thoughts form the
closet. When I was growing up my Grandparents were not around. I
remember listening to conversation with aunts, uncles about why no
one wanted them to come and live and the excuces we endless. I also
remember the frustration of my mom trying to find a babysitter for me
so she could work. It made me feel like i was to much trouble.
When my oldest son was two we were in a reatarant having dinner
and,elderly lady was seated next to us. She asked very loudly to sit
somewhere else because she didn't want a "figity little kid
disrupting her dinner". The hostes told her that
there were no other tables. She took the table and after about five
minutes of staring at us she asked how old ect. Then told me how much
trouble her two boys were and how she wised there were daycare places
back then like there are now. Trying very hard to be nice and polite
i asked if her sons visited and the answer was a very angry "No the
last
time I saw them they wanted me to go into a home." At this point I
had enough, I know I was disrespectful to an edler but enough is
enough.
My coment was "Thats the problem with this world we look for others
to
raise our children and care for the elderly".
Now when my son asks me why we call and visit grandma so much I tell
him that's what we do for family we help out, his answer is alway OK
can I help. My feeling is that the cycle has to stop somewhere why
not here.
I'm very sorry for being so long winded but had to get this of my
chest be for the little one wakes up thanks for listening
Elizabeth