Last week the grandkids and Grandpa were playing.
They were running through the house with excitement and laughter.
They were having fun.
I was decorating the outside of the house with Christmas lights.
It was getting dark and I was getting cold.
Grandpa came out and asked me what I was doing.
I may have been a bit grumpy when I replied,
“I’m PUtting up the CHRIstmas lights!”
He went back in the house. I continued to string the lights.
And I stewed.
I don’t even know what I stewed about. But stew I did.
I stewed until I steamed. As I went inside the house, the front door may have slammed behind me.
Everyone was upstairs.
Grandpa and the grandkids.
I stood in the entry way and hollered for Grandpa.
“DAVID!”
Poor Grandpa. He really was quite innocent.
Little faces peered down from the loft and grandpa stepped out of the bedroom.
“I’m getting my shoes and a jacket. I’m coming out to help you.”
Perhaps I wasn’t calm when I said I didn’t want any help.
“I’m done!”
I yelled replied.
As I tried to make my grand exit, grandpa bravely placed himself between me and the front door.
He calmly apologized for my temper nothing he had done.
This is when we noticed our four year old grand daughter hanging over the loft railing.
What are you doing? We asked.
“I’m looking!” she said very a matter of factly.
What are you looking at?
“At you…I mean the Christmas tree!” and she quickly pointed to the tree.
I laughed. Grandpa laughed. We all laughed.
Later I apologized to our grandchildren. They had never heard us argue before. Never.
We disagree occasionally but we don’t argue.
When I told NY I had apologized for arguing in front of the grandkids, he pointed something out. It truly wasn’t an argument. It takes two people to argue and he never actually had the opportunity to say anything.
I’m sorry NY for yelling at you.
Qtpies7 says
I wouldn't call that an argument, either. Just you being grumpy, lol. I do that all the time. But really, if we want help, we should ask for it and not expect them to read our minds. It would be much easier on them, haha.
Mom's Place says
I do the same thing to my hubby!