

Clueless in Grandparent Land
There have been quite a few times in the past when we realized we were woefully behind in the whole pop culture world, but, aside from having to watch a few of the kids’ videos (Beauty and the Beast comes immediately to mind as we had no idea who Gaston was, and Grandpa received orders to portray him in our game one day), ask some questions about what the heck Yu-gi-o was, learn a bit about American Girl dolls and their “stuff”, watch them log on to register their Webkinz, and then send messages to each other, get into the jargon of the video games (never knew what an x box was, and not quite sure we get it even now) and, now that I am enumerating, a host of other things. TV land continues to be another planet, though we definitely know Hanna Montana, the Jonas Brothers, The Suite Life of Zack and Cotie, Wipeout, and AFHV.
So the problem is not so much with what we do know, but what we don’t. Two days ago I was sitting on the “mini dock” out in the lake with several of the grandchildren. I was right proud of myself for donning a bathing suit, diving into the coolish, murky water, and successfully swimming with this entourage to the diving dock. Whilst we were peacefully sitting there, enjoying the warm sunshine and gentle breeze, something happened. All of a sudden, children were taking umbrage with each other, there was moaning and gnashing of teeth, sides were drawn…and I had absolutely no idea what had occurred! I hadn’t heard a thing. Granted my hearing is not quite as sharp as it used to be (I told my students that I could hear a rat pee on snow, so they’d best be careful about what they whispered in the far reaches of my classroom!), but I honestly was totally clueless not only about what had ignited the fury but also about what needed to happen to resolve it.
What saved me was that our daughter, parent of five of them, was on the shore and had observed the proceedings. She called out for Ryan, almost 5, to apologize to Megan, almost 6. He heartily protested his innocence, but his mother had his number. Apparently there is a vicious villain, a female antagonist, in a show on the Disney channel (but one that doesn’t air before 8 p.m., for a now-obvious reason!), who, if she doesn’t deem you “sufficiently cool” enough, dismisses you with some three-fingered sign language, the gist of which is “you are a major loser”. Ryan evidently had signaled this to Megan, who knew exactly what he was saying, and was very upset by his “dissing” her. I don’t think we know even now why Ryan was sending this message to the very cousin he was so excited to see when he’d arrived about an hour beforehand, but he definitely was sending this message loudly and clearly. And it was a major offense, at least in the eyes of all of the others. But this is only one small example of how we can be totally out of it when trying to negotiate through their world!
I try to get the parents to give us some idea of what is ok and what is not as far as TV shows, computer games and movies go. With Emma it is fairly easy because her mouth smiles crookedly when she is “fibbing”, and when you call her on it, she will eventually succumb to an attack of giggleitis. Most of the others, however, possess considerable expertise in this arena. That is not to say that Emma doesn’t try to get away with things; she has manipulation skills that would rival any successful U N diplomat…she just uses a different modus operandi. I have learned to ask if the parent would allow ______________________, and then to watch their eyes. Usually they cannot sustain eye contact if they know that it wouldn’t be allowed. Also, they each have an individualized way of approaching us when asking for something that is normally verboten, and after a while even the densest among us can begin to recognize the signals. It is a world, however, fraught with land mines, and because it is constantly changing, you really do not have much chance of keeping pace.
This holds true for food as well. Mostly our children let us handle the whole food thing however we choose, suspecting that we will err on the side of healthy. Still, the kids push our buttons, asking for ice cream for breakfast (rarely allowed, but sometimes…), or dessert after both lunch and dinner, or extra helpings of starch under which to bury the dreaded vegetables…and we get snookered more often than not.
If I ask, “What would mom or dad say?” I can usually tell by the hesitation or averting of eyes if I have hit upon a trouble spot. But there are so many of them that we cannot possibly keep pace.
“What do you usually do at bedtime?” “ Have some candy and go to bed….. around 9….. with a drink of soda to help me sleep….” I think not.
“Do mom and dad let you watch this show?” “Sometimes.” (translation: never!).
“Did you have dessert at lunch today?” “I had a sandwich and some grapes”.
“Ok, but did you have dessert?”
“I ate all of my sandwich”.
“And then what did you have?”
“Some grapes.”
“And then what?”
“Oh, maybe I had a cookie….or two….”
Egad.
“What rating movies do mom and dad usually let you see?”
“Oh, they let us see P-G if it is only bad language.”
“How do they know how bad the language is?”
“Well, sometimes they just figure it will be ok.”
“Really?”
“Yes, and sometimes they go see it first and then they say it is ok for us.” (I do not believe this has ever happened, or, if it did, it was on a galaxy far, far away…).
Tip #30: Do the best you can to acquaint yourselves with some of the major pop culture icons, games, programs, heroes, music, and fads of children of different ages, particularly those of the same age as your grandchild/children. You do not have to submerge yourself in it, but try to keep abreast of some of it. Talk to your own children frequently, and try to figure out what is allowed and what is not. For ex., in one of our children’s families, the word “stupid” is not allowed. It has been used in such a pejorative way that the only thing the parents could do was ban it completely. Body part terminology (aka the “potty mouth syndrome”) also needs clarification. How many times can the child say “bum, or butt, or buttocks” before being called on it? This week they had a new one: derriere! The massive giggle attack that followed its use every time was a dead giveaway. They also love “poop”, “boobs”, “sexy”, “penis”, etc. How you respond will determine how often they will continue to try to insinuate these words into their conversation. Just as our own children did, they are trying to learn how to push our buttons. Mostly they succeed! Good luck. You are going to need it!
There have been quite a few times in the past when we realized we were woefully behind in the whole pop culture world, but, aside from having to watch a few of the kids’ videos (Beauty and the Beast comes immediately to mind as we had no idea who Gaston was, and Grandpa received orders to portray him in our game one day), ask some questions about what the heck Yu-gi-o was, learn a bit about American Girl dolls and their “stuff”, watch them log on to register their Webkinz, and then send messages to each other, get into the jargon of the video games (never knew what an x box was, and not quite sure we get it even now) and, now that I am enumerating, a host of other things. TV land continues to be another planet, though we definitely know Hanna Montana, the Jonas Brothers, The Suite Life of Zack and Cotie, Wipeout, and AFHV.
So the problem is not so much with what we do know, but what we don’t. Two days ago I was sitting on the “mini dock” out in the lake with several of the grandchildren. I was right proud of myself for donning a bathing suit, diving into the coolish, murky water, and successfully swimming with this entourage to the diving dock. Whilst we were peacefully sitting there, enjoying the warm sunshine and gentle breeze, something happened. All of a sudden, children were taking umbrage with each other, there was moaning and gnashing of teeth, sides were drawn…and I had absolutely no idea what had occurred! I hadn’t heard a thing. Granted my hearing is not quite as sharp as it used to be (I told my students that I could hear a rat pee on snow, so they’d best be careful about what they whispered in the far reaches of my classroom!), but I honestly was totally clueless not only about what had ignited the fury but also about what needed to happen to resolve it.
What saved me was that our daughter, parent of five of them, was on the shore and had observed the proceedings. She called out for Ryan, almost 5, to apologize to Megan, almost 6. He heartily protested his innocence, but his mother had his number. Apparently there is a vicious villain, a female antagonist, in a show on the Disney channel (but one that doesn’t air before 8 p.m., for a now-obvious reason!), who, if she doesn’t deem you “sufficiently cool” enough, dismisses you with some three-fingered sign language, the gist of which is “you are a major loser”. Ryan evidently had signaled this to Megan, who knew exactly what he was saying, and was very upset by his “dissing” her. I don’t think we know even now why Ryan was sending this message to the very cousin he was so excited to see when he’d arrived about an hour beforehand, but he definitely was sending this message loudly and clearly. And it was a major offense, at least in the eyes of all of the others. But this is only one small example of how we can be totally out of it when trying to negotiate through their world!
I try to get the parents to give us some idea of what is ok and what is not as far as TV shows, computer games and movies go. With Emma it is fairly easy because her mouth smiles crookedly when she is “fibbing”, and when you call her on it, she will eventually succumb to an attack of giggleitis. Most of the others, however, possess considerable expertise in this arena. That is not to say that Emma doesn’t try to get away with things; she has manipulation skills that would rival any successful U N diplomat…she just uses a different modus operandi. I have learned to ask if the parent would allow ______________________, and then to watch their eyes. Usually they cannot sustain eye contact if they know that it wouldn’t be allowed. Also, they each have an individualized way of approaching us when asking for something that is normally verboten, and after a while even the densest among us can begin to recognize the signals. It is a world, however, fraught with land mines, and because it is constantly changing, you really do not have much chance of keeping pace.
This holds true for food as well. Mostly our children let us handle the whole food thing however we choose, suspecting that we will err on the side of healthy. Still, the kids push our buttons, asking for ice cream for breakfast (rarely allowed, but sometimes…), or dessert after both lunch and dinner, or extra helpings of starch under which to bury the dreaded vegetables…and we get snookered more often than not.
If I ask, “What would mom or dad say?” I can usually tell by the hesitation or averting of eyes if I have hit upon a trouble spot. But there are so many of them that we cannot possibly keep pace.
“What do you usually do at bedtime?” “ Have some candy and go to bed….. around 9….. with a drink of soda to help me sleep….” I think not.
“Do mom and dad let you watch this show?” “Sometimes.” (translation: never!).
“Did you have dessert at lunch today?” “I had a sandwich and some grapes”.
“Ok, but did you have dessert?”
“I ate all of my sandwich”.
“And then what did you have?”
“Some grapes.”
“And then what?”
“Oh, maybe I had a cookie….or two….”
Egad.
“What rating movies do mom and dad usually let you see?”
“Oh, they let us see P-G if it is only bad language.”
“How do they know how bad the language is?”
“Well, sometimes they just figure it will be ok.”
“Really?”
“Yes, and sometimes they go see it first and then they say it is ok for us.” (I do not believe this has ever happened, or, if it did, it was on a galaxy far, far away…).
Tip #30: Do the best you can to acquaint yourselves with some of the major pop culture icons, games, programs, heroes, music, and fads of children of different ages, particularly those of the same age as your grandchild/children. You do not have to submerge yourself in it, but try to keep abreast of some of it. Talk to your own children frequently, and try to figure out what is allowed and what is not. For ex., in one of our children’s families, the word “stupid” is not allowed. It has been used in such a pejorative way that the only thing the parents could do was ban it completely. Body part terminology (aka the “potty mouth syndrome”) also needs clarification. How many times can the child say “bum, or butt, or buttocks” before being called on it? This week they had a new one: derriere! The massive giggle attack that followed its use every time was a dead giveaway. They also love “poop”, “boobs”, “sexy”, “penis”, etc. How you respond will determine how often they will continue to try to insinuate these words into their conversation. Just as our own children did, they are trying to learn how to push our buttons. Mostly they succeed! Good luck. You are going to need it!


























