While pushing a cart through the grocery store yesterday, we heard a nice comment about Sean Michael. “What a great looking baby,” a man said. This is actually somewhat common, and biased or not, we can’t help but agree. We thanked the man and he asked how old Sean was. “Nearly 11 months,” Jules said. The man looked at me and said, “Isn’t it great being a grandpa?” This marked the second time I’d been mistaken for Sean Michael’s grandfather by a stranger; I’m 49, so it’s an understandable mistake that doesn’t bother me at all, but Miss Jules started to growl. She’s nearly a decade younger than me and does NOT like the grandma implication. Fortunately, the man headed off to the deli before she could take him out with a jumbo yellow onion.
Ouch. I send hugs to Jules. Then again, grandparenting is so much fun and such a joy that you can might yourselves flattered by the comment–after Jules puts down the onion. (ducking myself now)
Comment by Charlene Ann Baumbich — October 3, 2009 @ 8:35 pm