Children, regardless of their intentions, will always cause grief for their parents. It’s a historical fact that will never change. Fortunately, when you become a grandparent and your children become parents, they get to go through some of the same things they put you through.
Your grandchildren allow you to enjoy the sweet taste of revenge. I’m going to relate something that happened to my older son, Joe, more than a decade ago. It amused me immensely and my amusement annoyed him even more than he was already annoyed.
My oldest grandson, Joshua, when he was younger than two, knew how to do things he probably shouldn’t have been able to do. One day, Joe and Joshua were home alone together while Joshua’s mother, Diann, was at work. When Joe exited the house through the laundry room and garage to throw the trash out, Joshua closed and locked the door to the garage.
When my children were young, I always carried my keys in my pocket, even when I was just sitting at home. We didn’t have cell phones back then. Guess what Joseph didn’t have on him when he took out the trash? His keys and his cell phone were in the living room.
After Joshua locked the door, he ran to the living room and sat on the couch to watch cartoons. Joe went around the house to the living room window and yelled for Joshua to open the door. Joshua kept repeating, “no, no” while shaking his head. It meant that he didn’t want to be disturbed while watching cartoons. Apparently, watching cartoons was more important to him than his father at the time.
Not only was it too hot (more than 100 degrees at noon time) to be waiting outside for Diann to get home, but it wasn’t safe for Joshua to be in the house by himself. Joseph had to knock on a neighbor’s door and borrow a phone to call Diann at work, begging her to come home, so he could get back into the house.
Diann arrived in less than an hour and they both entered the house. Joshua was still sitting on the couch, watching cartoons. I guess it must have been the Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon or something. Joshua didn’t seem to have missed his father at all.
Joe has two children, both boys, and can’t have any more children. My younger son, Jon, has one boy so far. Ezra is seven months old, not old enough to cause Jon any grief yet. A grandparent’s revenge isn’t complete until all their children are miserable at least one, caused by their grandchildren of course.
I don’t know (it’s impossible to know) if Jon and his wife, Cathy, will have any more children. I can only hope they will, if only so I can enjoy the sweet taste of revenge once again.
Edited and updated. Originally published October 2014 at one of my other websites.