Why do kids love their grandparents more than their parents ?

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If you are a parent, and you have been confused ever since your kids have grown up, as to why they love your parents more than you, then I think I can guess what could be the reason.

You need to take your memory into flashback mode and try and remember, why did you yourself love your grandparents more than your parents.

Your kids would have, in most likelihood stayed with your parents during their summer and Christmas vacation. During the vacation, they didn’t have to school and hence they would have woken up much later than their school time.

One of the reason your kid(s) hate you is that you wake them up very early in the morning to go to school.

You would have also got upset when your kid did not want to return to your home after the vacation was over.

Also, you would have most…

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Arnold Stang, Skippy & the Fruit Fly


No Facilities

The perfect place and beverage to share some casual conversation.

If we were having a beer, you’d be angry.

“She’s not here.”

“Hello to you, too. Who’s not here?”

“Cheryl, she’s not here. I saw Skippy in the lounge.”

“His name is Brad.”

“I don’t care, I don’t like him.”

“Calling him Skippy probably doesn’t help.”

“Hey there guys. What can I get for you?”

“Where’s Cheryl.”

“I remember you. You’re the guy who spreads his drink out across multiple glasses.”

“And you’re the bartender who can’t get an order straight or answer a simple question.”

“Cheryl’s just running late. As for your order, what would you like – sir?”

“I would like a glass of Meiomi. I would also like a little seltzer, in a snifter, if you don’t mind.”

“I’ll have a bottle of Yuengling.”

“Do you want a glass?”

“Did you wash them?”

“Yes, I did.”

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Frozen crystals on plants


My thoughts on

Jack Frost icing the plants:

** a simple poetic passage **

“His wand has its tip frozen

and full of static electricity,

Jack raises his arm to touch branches,

trailing crystal icicles dropping

onto the fronds, fallen leaves

and broken branches.

Once winter’s “mask”

is frosted upon every

one of nature’s faces. . .

there’s glittering stars

and edges outlined,

shining like diamonds.


(12-17, Happy birthday to

all December winter “babies!)

* * x o * *

Marie Louise Allen wrote:

“Snow makes whiteness where it falls.

The bushes look like popcorn balls.”

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