We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them
worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and
homemade
ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.

I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn
honesty by being cheated.

I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the
car.

And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are
sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and
your
old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in..

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister.
And
it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,
but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's
scared, I hope you let him..

When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to
tag
along, I hope you'll let him/her.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that
you live in a town where you can do it safely.

On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your
driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with
someone as uncool as your Mom.

If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one
instead of buying one.

I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and
subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush
on
a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what
Ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove
and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it..
And
if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not
your friend.

I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa
and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your
neighbour's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at
Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.

These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard
work
and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:15:47 -0800 (PST), SLR >
wrote:

>I hope

Ya got a lotta "hope" going on. Grandma told me you can hope in one
hand and shit in the other. She would guarantee which one got
filled first.

She has been long gone...and you know what...she was right!

Mr. Bill wrote:
> On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:15:47 -0800 (PST), SLR >
> wrote:
>
>> I hope
>
> Ya got a lotta "hope" going on. Grandma told me you can hope in one
> hand and shit in the other. She would guarantee which one got
> filled first.
>
> She has been long gone...and you know what...she was right!


My grandmother told me, that small children step on your feet, and grown
children step on your heart.

Becca

On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:56:16 -0600, Becca >
wrote:

>Mr. Bill wrote:
>> On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:15:47 -0800 (PST), SLR >
>> wrote:
>>
>>> I hope
>>
>> Ya got a lotta "hope" going on. Grandma told me you can hope in one
>> hand and shit in the other. She would guarantee which one got
>> filled first.
>>
>> She has been long gone...and you know what...she was right!
>
>
>My grandmother told me, that small children step on your feet, and grown
>children step on your heart.
>
My grandmother said "don't act like you were brought up in a barn".
LOL



--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West

On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 16:48:34 -0500, Mr. Bill > wrote:

>On Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:15:47 -0800 (PST), SLR >
>wrote:
>
>>I hope
>
>Ya got a lotta "hope" going on. Grandma told me you can hope in one
>hand and shit in the other. She would guarantee which one got
>filled first.
>
>She has been long gone...and you know what...she was right!

My grandmother always said "hitch your wagon to a star". I like that
one. It's about your vision of the future (hopes and dreams).


--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West

"SLR" > wrote in message
...
>
> We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them
> worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.


What you need to do is learn to become a grandparent an let your children
raise their children - it's NOT YOUR JOB YOU MEDDLING IDIOT!

Dimitri