GRANDMAS and GRANDKIDS

Grandmas are everywhere. I’m married to one. Their many kindnesses to their grandchildren are honoured in this blog post. 
Let me start with my grandma in Auckland. Grandma Webb would host her six grandchildren every Friday night for fish and chips, followed by calcium cookies for dessert. This can’t have been easy for her as we weren’t always on our best behaviour! My mum would let our daughters do baking, preparing cookies for the oven on her kitchen floor (covered with newspapers). They would create a tray each and according to mum were always perfect. With mums help they also created their own oil paintings. 
My wife Val (Marzie or Jamma to her eight grandchildren) has spent countless hours over the years with them. Our oldest grandchild Jackson was picked up after school and did his homework with her. They have enjoyed many cafe breakfasts together and Jackson has never turned the offer of a breakfast or brunch down. Now, Jackson’s sport is MMA (Mixed Martial Arts) Val messages him up after his latest fight, but can never go to his events as she reckons his opponent would get the pointy end of her umbrella. 
Val loves taking other grandies for cafe treats, giving them new books, when it isn’t their birthday and reading to them. Other grandmas we know take their grandchildren, whitebaiting, fishing, camping and shopping. What about sewing, Lego making, finger knitting, child minding, walking and exploring beach environments, library visits and craft making. The list is endless. So to all you grandmas, thank you most of all, for generously investing time and love into your precious grandchildren. 

 


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