Grandma’s usually have “special” rules. They always got extra things when they were with me, but I also had them follow their house rules. I let them stay up a little later, maybe have a cookie before dinner, but I also taught them how to be respectful and have good manners. I just helped their parents raise some wonderful people.
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As Mom and Grandma both loving and caring for them and teaching them the Way of the Lord. They appreciate both later than sooner sometimes. I love my grandsons more then I can say. One proud grandmother. This grandmother has always expected them to be kind and respectful, trust me we’ve had our moments. Their mom has been tough on them and kept them close. My mom taught us well, I was the same with my girls, could take them anywhere. Family values are very important. Now 3 great boys. Never underestimate the power of a praying grandma. In the pretense of being Mean can in itself infuse a better acting role in the life of a Child for Spirituality and Moral Values. So true, my mom was the meanest mom ever, but when she became the grandma, she had become the nicest grandma ever.
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My children can never believe things I told them what my mom did to me and my siblings. Not true my grandchildren have to mind at my house they have regulations at my house they know the tone of my voice when they do something the wrong l love all of them but they have to mind and l can say they listen to me. I felt the same way about my Grandma because she always made me feel extra special just like I try to do all 7 of my grandkids! Isn’t that the truth grandmas have a way of making it all ok even if we don’t know what your being punished for cause you make it out to be 10 times worse. This has worked for me, for about 24 years!! I have seven of the perfect grandkids on earth! And, I might add, the sweetest and most beautiful and handsome!! I always get ‘I’m not your friend anymore!’ off my daughter. To which the reply is always the same – ‘I’m not your friend I’m your Mother’. I’m an evil mum apparently!