Daugther close to her yaya.

Now I don't have kids but i was a kid very attached to my grandparents.my grandmother was always there to listen to my endless stories about everyone in school how mean the new kid was how high i jump playing dodge ball.Poor Mom working 2 jobs never seemed to have the time or the energy at the end of her day not her fault of course.but grandparents have been through the stress life moves at a slightly slower pace and they love to hear about there grandkids its that simple.The often have homemade stuff not store bought there again not mom's fault when she works nonstop so we can have a place to live.but kids don't see that.we do get it later thank goodness.I got so used to all the attention at grandma's that at 8:PM i would pace around the house then start begging to go there for the night see i knew they made tea and a snack over there and they would let me watch anything.Mom would say stay home lets spend some time together I would cry she would relent just to tired to fight with me.when i think back i feel bad my poor mom must have felt I loved them more which i didn't i just was the center of the world there..I know this might not have been any help at all but I'm just sharing from one big kid's point of view many years ago. Cheryl