We hope they learn humility by being humiliated, and that they learn honesty by being cheated.
We hope they learn to make their own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car. And we really hope nobody gives them a brand new car when they are sixteen. It will be good if at least one time they can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
We hope they get a black eye fighting for something they believe in. We hope they have to share a bedroom with a younger brother/sister. And it's all right if they have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he/she wants to crawl under the covers with them because they are scared, we hope they let him/her.
When they want to see a movie and their little brother/sister wants to tag along, we hope they will let him/her. We hope they have to walk uphill to school with their friends and that they live in a town where they can do it safely. On rainy days when they have to catch a ride, we hope they don't ask their driver to drop them two blocks away so they won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as their Mom.
If they want a slingshot, we hope their Dad teaches them how to make one instead of buying one. We hope they learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When they learn to use computers, we hope they also learn to add and subtract in their head.
We hope they get teased by their friends when they have their first crush on a boy\girl, and when they talk back to their mother that they learn what ivory soap tastes like. May they skin their knee climbing a mountain, burn their hand on a stove and stick their tongue on a frozen flagpole.
We don't care if they try a beer once, but we hope they don't like it. And if a friend offers them dope or a joint, we hope they realize that person is not their friend.
We sure hope they make time to sit on a porch with their Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with their Uncle. May they feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
We hope their mother punishes them when they throw a baseball through a neighbor's window and that she hugs them and kisses them at Hannukah/Christmas time when they give her a plaster mold of their hand. These things we wish for our grandchildren - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To us, it's the only way to appreciate life.
Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. We are here for our grandchildren . And if we die before they do, we will go to heaven and wait for them.
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