Past Prime
She stamps her little foot down. A tantrum, I would guess.
She will not put these panties on. She will not wear this dress.
She doesn’t want to brush her teeth. Tangles swathe her head.
She doesn’t want her breakfast. She doesn’t want her bed.
Her grandma shuts the door on her. She’ll wait until she’s grown.
She used up all her patience on kids who were her own!!!
With tongue in cheek, I’d like to dedicate this blog to Karen over at her Momshieb blog. You might want to read her link as well! She’s crazy about her grandkids but even grandmas have their limits. The WordPress prompt word today is tantrum.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Cute!
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Hehehe!
The blessings of being a grandma …. you get to skip the parts you don’t like.
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Grandkids are supposed to throw tantrums to their parents, to repay them for throwing tantrums to us.
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Ha.
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Love this – the benefits of grandparenting.
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So funny, Judy. I’m quick to reassure my children that I don’t need grandchildren. Is that mean?
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Nah. Just low-pressure. You’ll love them when/if they show up.
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Lovely!
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