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Carol Perkins: I've Had IT

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By Carol Perkins

I first must qualify the following story by saying that I admire grandparents who are bringing up their grandchildren. Five of us spent almost a week at the beach for a first birthday party for my great nephew, the young grandmother who was with me (and her two other grandchildren), and my daughter, Carla. We took the ten- and eight-year-olds to the beach, shopping, the pool, and out to eat almost every day that it wasn't raining besides visiting with the baby and family. They didn't lack for "fun."

On the last night, we said goodbye and I planned to take the kids to the pool, but the wind was dangerously rough. The young man wanted a particular food for dinner, so we found a place nearby. I mentioned a movie as we waited, but 10:30 was the next one. Too late. You would have thought I had stopped the kids from riding Space Mountain at the entrance.


I've never seen such pouting and folding of arms. When the "We haven't done anything fun," came out and stomping began, I lost it. "Just go to the car," I roared. "I've had it." I said a few other things about being grateful, shocking both kids at my tone. They didn't want to go to the car, so we went peacefully inside and had an enjoyable meal.

After they finished, they played the game where you try to pick up a stuffed animal. The young man won one and came to show us. Then he won another. In a few minutes, two strangers walked to the table and asked who was with the young man and gave his name. She told how he gave her daughters the stuffed animals because they hadn't been able to win any, then laid five dollars on the table for him. "Such a sweet boy!"

Yes, that is true. He is a sweet boy. Both are great kids and I love them dearly, but sometimes all kids act the worst with those who love them most. The lesson here is that inside those kids who drive you crazy at times is goodness. "It's what you do when no one is looking." That is the lesson for all of us. Then I felt guilty for "losing it."


You can contact Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com.


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