Grandparent's Day

Today is Grandparent's Day at St. Paul Lutheran School. I wonder if I can count how many of them I've been involved with over the years. I don't remember having such a thing when I was growing up, but when I was teaching in the classroom I used it as a wonderful opportunity to share memories between the generations. The book "Wilfrid Gordon McDonald Partridge" was the catalyst for getting a dialogue going between the children and their grandparents.

I don't have any memories of my great grandmother except what I've been told by my mother. I would have loved to hear some of her memories of growing up in Austria. I have many memories of Nanna and Grandpa and I've heard some stories of them growing up. Of course, I've heard lots of memories from my Mom and Dad (especially Dad who loved to share his stories.) I have one particular memory of my dad and a Grandparent's Day at St. John's, Waltz. We always had a chapel service on that day and I remember him standing up after the service to say something to the people gathered there. I remember feeling a little embarrassed that he would have the nerve to do that, and I remember that he shared some of his wisdom. I wish I could remember what it was he had to say. Heidi, Emily, and Andy--do you remember??

I wonder how many Grandparent's Days I will attend as a grandmother? And how will I manage it when they're all in school at the same time? If my thinking is straight, when Lucy is in 1st grade, Kaleigh will be in 2nd, Sophie 3rd, Avery 4th, and Quinn and Ella 5th.