Whenever we look after our Grandkids (boys aged 5 and 6) my husband lets them run riot. He encourages them to make a constant din (he joins in!), lets them jump all over him, and makes no bones about them deliberately standing in his way shouting Grandad Grandad if he's watching TV or talking to somebody. The oldest one has a habit of getting overexcited and trying to punch him in the goolies and tread on his toes. If I try to quell the chaos my husband accuses me of being too snappy with them and not letting them be free to be kids.
For instance, last week we took the 5 year old out for the day and had lunch in a restaurant. The little boy got squirmy waiting for the food so I played games with him, but at one point he stood up in his chair, so I told him in a no-nonsense way to sit properly. My husband gave me a roasting - in front of the child - for being bad tempered and controlling.
Of course the children love all his attention, and if we go out always want to sit next to him, hold his hand, snuggle up to him. I feel a bit left out occasionally.
It's got to the stage where I don't look forward to our times with the boys, because the chaos and the arguments get me down and exhaust me (I have an autoimmune illness so tire more easily than most). But I do love them and on the occasions I'm alone with them, they behave perfectly - we chat and play and garden and draw and cook and paint and have a lovely time.
I feel I need to add that the children are my stepdaughters' so I'm not their actual grandmother. It doesn't matter a jot to me - I love my stepchildren and I get all the grandmotherly feelings. But there is a subtle undercurrent of me not wanting to interfere too much in the way he chooses to grandparent his own.
Good Morning Wednesday 13th May 2026
Being asked for an honest opinion
To be really irritated by chefs over praising their own food?


