After eight weeks on the road and an 8 hour flight from Rome, the Aeroport Pierre Elliot Trudeau at Montreal was looking pretty good. What was even better was being greeted by our grandchildren. We will have a whole week with them before we fly back to Penticton.
Beside being giant fibbers, grandparents learn early how to take a simple moment in their grandchild's life and weave it into a display of great intelligence, cleverness, acumen, wisdom, insight and/or perception by their grandchild.
These moments may pass unrecognized by most, including their parents but once you become a grandparent, you become highly attuned to these moments.
You also develop an eloquence that can transform a simple moment of their life into a grand and riveting story that is sure to bring tears of joy to all who hear it.
Some would say that grandparents see their grandchildren through rose coloured glasses so it is impossible for them to seen any flaws or faults. I would argue that, of course we cannot see any flaws or faults because it is impossible for them to exist.
As grandparents, we also understand that when we listen to other grandparents, we are required to look completely interested in hearing their stories while using adjectives like, cute, precious, charming, adorable and sweet.
With our inside voices we are systematically ticking off all the reasons why our grandchildren are so much better than theirs. We do not do this vindictively, it is just the truth.
So we will enjoy the week, creating a whole new set of stories in which to regale our friends who we are sure, can't wait to hear them.
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