Has parenting become GRAND?

I had to live with my grandparents as a toddler after my dad died. They were GRAND! They taught us so much about generosity and family. I learned to bake under the tutelage of Grandma Susie. On a metal stool, by her side, working the dough. I learned that bike riding from the position of sitting backwards on the handlebars was doable, as Grandpa Earl peddled backwards to enetertain the crew. I learned that team work worked. Grandpa had the shop for fiXing cars and selling motorcycles, and Grandma did books with the precision of a razor. She sold AVON door to door for extra income, and he built a trailerpark. The garden was massive, and the junkyard out in the country a treasure trove of reusable parts. I learned from Master Grandparents that the honor is great, the opportunity pure magic and the outcome something extraordinary. Even if you do not have grandchildren, there are lots out there that need your attention. Join the fun. Read to them, teach them to garden, ride horses or bikes or skates together. Banks and I toodle around in my BOBCAT, we lift, we plow, we dig, and we laugh! Today on SUNDAY FUNDAY, find a kid, and offer them something GRAND. You will get way more than you give. SEE YOU IN THE BARN. tHAT'S WHERE i KEEP MY bobcat!