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(265 Posts)We've teamed up with HarperCollins Children's Books to give you the chance to win a Ted Baker handbag worth £109, plus a copy of Sophy Henn's latest book, Bad Nana. 15 runners-up will also receive a hardback copy of the book.
Jeanie’s grandma is BAD. Not bad like a vampire or a gangster, but definitely up to no good…
In Sophy Henn’s wickedly funny new illustrated series for readers aged 6+, Bad Nana takes Jeanie along on her hilarious adventures, and together they cause all sorts of trouble – and have fun doing it!
From rebelling against the strict park keeper to spicing up a boring school trip, you never know what’s next with Bad Nana.
Bad Nana would never leave the house without her favourite black handbag, stuffed to the brim with lemon sherbets, pink lippy and whoopee cushions for extra mischief! So, tell us your funniest memory with your grandchildren for your chance to win a gorgeous Ted Baker tote bag for yourself and a copy of the book for the little ones.
Bad Nana: Older Not Wiser is published by HarperCollins Children's Books and is available online and from all good booksellers.
Please post your entries by 11am 29 June.
Usual T&Cs apply.
When my Granddaughter stayed for a few days I double cooked as we were busy having fun, and did not want to spend too much time in the kitchen. When her parents came to fetch her I gave them lunch, but was horrified that Amelia told them it was 'left overs!' I hastily explained, and we couldn't stop laughing.
This happened in the car tonight on the way back from half term spent in a Welsh Cottage. Millie, the youngest, aged 8; was licking her feet, she’s quite a contortionist, she then asked her older sister, Isabelle aged 9, if she’d like a lick! This caused us all to burst into uncontrollable laughter and made the journey home seem to go quicker.
2years old Grandson loved playing doctors wearing my old glasses took glass out off them so as not to hurt his eyes he was most annoyed hands on hips theres no windows in them now Gaga had to texted Mummy at work to tell her was so funny.
My farming Granddaughter was shown a cow's heart to be cooked up for the dogs. She asked why the heart had not gone up to heaven like the cow.
7 months after my dear Mother in Law had died I was taking my 4 year old Grand daughter out for the day .
As we passed a chapel she asked me what the stones with names on were for.
I told her that when someone dies they have a stone to remember them by( she hadn’t then seen her Great Nan’s grave).
I knew what was coming! “Has Gu got one of those”?
I said yes and off we went spending 5 hours at an attraction.
On way home , passing same chapel, she said, “Grandma,your name will be on one of those soon, you are old”!
Out of the mouths of babes,
Hubby and I were in the car, grandsons aged 5 and 7 strapped in the back, and we were hopelessly lost in the middle of nowhere. The boys started arguing and a very angry and worked-up Grandad just lost his temper and shouted at the boys to be quiet. There was total silence for about three minutes, then the five year old said gingerly ‘that was a bit of a strop, wasn’t it.’ That certainly broke the ice and made us laugh!! It was also the point at which I decided we had to get a satnav!
With lots of memories of granchildren when they were little it is nevertheless touching when they still surprise you and make you smile as they grow up to be sophisticated your people. I recently went to the enth degree to get (sold out) theatre tickets for my grandson - I got up at silly o'clock on a cold January morning and arrived at the National Theatre at around 6.30am, queued until 10.30 to get those precious day tickets. He was delighted to hear (from his warm bed) I'd got them - but the look on his face when that afternoon we headed to the stalls (having expected cheap ones in the gods) then turned to towards the stage and ended up with front row seats was a joy to behold! The story brought much laughter back home but even now brings a tear to my eye - after all its a geat pleasure to still find you can surprise and share an trip out with teenagers - oh yes, I made sure I had a ticket too!!
My grandson was out in the garden playing and the neighbours had visitors. There were 2 little girls in the garden and he was facinated. He heard the older one say to the younger one "you push me off the wall" which she did. The older one then went running to the adults saying "She pushed me off the wall!". Grandson came running in to us and said very Victor Meldrew like "I don't believe it! and told is what had happened. He was outraged! We had to keep a straight face as he was quite right but we had a good chuckle later. 
In m& S doing some shopping with dgd aged 4 as a birthday treat so that she could choose her own clothes. Walking through the adult underwear department she spotted some very large,voluminous knickers. Then pointing towards them and in an extremely loud voice announced to a department full of customers “ oh look granny pants, granny pants,granny pants !”
My Grandson is the third generation to walk on Dartmoor, a recent walk had him playing the chocolate bar game, where if you fall down another person shouts the chocolate bar you have to buy them. However aged 2 and a half he had not quite grasped the concept as he kept purposely falling onto his back and shouting ''Snickers'', it was very funny
We were having a Street Party for Queen's jubilee when there was an unexpected cloud burst & then a lovely rainbow.
All the children had been given red, white & blue rosettes made by us from crepe paper & of course when they got wet the colour started to run.
Our DGS was just 3 & when he saw the colours running down his t-shirt he was delighted. 'LOOK Grandma' he shouted 'that rainbow is dripping on me!'
We didn't dare to enlighten him. Mind you we do tease him about it now.
Took my grandchildren to a stony beach and challenged them to find some very valuable whale vomit. As it looks much like any other stone it kept them busy for ages, while I could just sit back and enjoy the sunshine. Childminding made easy!
After a very wet windy week my granddaughter stood by the window and said please nan can we go to the beach and have a paddle. I explained the weather was to bad too which she promptly replied but it’s always sunny when we go to the beach. She was just coming up to 3 years old at the time and on the rare occasions she remembered being taken to the beach it had of course been a nice day
My son was away on business so DIL and I took the grandsons swimming. When they spoke to Daddy that night he asked if they had had fun .... “ not really, they made us go in the ladies changing rooms, and we saw 4 lots of boobs and 2 bums, but luckily we didn’t see any vagina’s “ !!
My grandson was just 3 and one day when we were out and we took him into a tea room. He had been brought up to eat at the table and not fidget etc so we had no worries about him misbehaving. The customers were chattering quietly to one another at their tables while having tea and scones or cake, enjoying the lovely ambience of this classic tearoom when Fin pipes up:
“Grandad, has Nanna got a willy?”
The tearoom suddenly hushed into a silence like I have never experienced.
“No” said Grandad quietly “Boys and Girls are made differently and Nanna is a girl”
Fin took a piece of if his chocolate sponge and put it in his mouth.
“ Phew, thank goodness” I thought - “we’ve got out of that one ok” and I went to take a sip of my tea.
“So,” says Fin, “has Nanna got a hairy FouFou like Mummy?”
Whilst on holiday with my 2 year old granddaughter and my daughter we found a very large (dead) dragonfly floating in the swimming pool, we fished it out and put it in a corner of the gardens explaining to Alice that it was having a lovely sleep. Later that evening we skyped her dad and mentioned about the 'sleeping' dragonfly, Alice sat silently until her turn to talk to dad when she whispered to the screen 'It was dead dad' don't tell mum'.
My granddaughter (then aged 5) asked everyone around the dinner table how many wobblers they had. My OH's son couldn't breathe for laughing, It took us some time to realise she was asking how many loose teeth we all had.
Playing hide and seek with my 3 year old granddaughter I counted to ten. I went looking for her as I heard her go upstairs, I looked everywhere and couldn't find her, shouting her with no answer I started to panic a little. I kept shouting her and looking for over 5 minutes when I heard a noise in the wardrobe, I had already looked in there once, on taking another closer look she was in the corner with one of my shirts over her fast asleep. I picked her up when she got startled and said, " did you find me",.
All I can say is Panic over.
My granddaughter is at university now but when she about three years old she came in from the garden munching on mushrooms. Examining the remaining fungi in the lawn I suspected that they were magic mushrooms! I didn't know how quickly the drug might take effect but we rushed her to A&E where she was observed and pronounced unaffected! I sincerely hope that that was the only occasion she was a drug user!
My lovely eldest grandson, who has slight learning difficulties, was spending the day with me when he was about 6 years old...he found my bathroom scales and having established what they were used for, he asked whether he could weigh himself. I called yes up the stairs...seconds later an excited shriek could be heard " Grandma, grandma...I weigh 60p" I still smile when I think of it ...he's now a strapping thirteen year old, eats like a horse and weighs, I am sure, much more than 60p!
when he was 5, my grandson was talking about how old was and other people. l asked him how old did he think l was . . . . .his answer . . . 'nearly a hundred, nanny' . . . . aaaahhhh out of the mouth of babes and sucklings!!!!!
My grandchildren told me that they had chosen a special treat for me, and their parents had booked for it. The day arrived, very cold and trying to snow, and we set off for our mystery destination. It turned out to be Diggerland! I wasn't impressed!
It was such a cold day that there were hardly any visitors. "Come on, Grandma," and off we went. In spite of my trepidation I had a wonderful time. Muffled up to the eyeballs I shovelled dirt, drove dump-trucks and was whirled around in the huge bucket of a giant digger. Not my idea of a Granny's day out, but Boy, did we have fun!
My granddaughter loves me to tell her made up stories. She never seems to realise that I just use our real life family experiences and adapt them to get a learning 'moral' across. This book sounds great as I am definitely the 'bad nana'. I'm willing to try most things and have very opinionated views on everything.
Taking my DGS aged 3 out on my own I found I needed to go to the loo we went in together.While in the cubicle I found that I also needed to change my sanitary towel. DGS was horrified!” look Grandma” he declared in a loud voice “you have hurt yourself” I quietly whispered that grown up ladies have a little bit of blood once a month but it’s nothing to worry about. He then proceeded to grill me on whether this was going to happen to him or his two small girl cousins all in a loud and carrying voice as well as why the blood came? a biology lesson for a 3 year old in a public loo would not have been my ideal venue and when we came out of the cubicle there was a small audience of amused ladies!
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