Vacation Time

Its almost August and the kids are getting ready to go back to school. This is the time of the year that families get their vacations in if they haven’t done so yet.

My family has taken many vacations to many places, but one of the top trips we took was right here in Ohio. We spent a week between Put-In-Bay, Cedar Point and Kalahari Water park.

Put-In-Bay was really nice, and there were even things to do with the kids. We stayed in a bed and breakfast on the island, rented golf carts for the day, and had a good time exploring.

We have also spent some time in Hocking Hills. Plenty to see and do there as well. Hiking, shopping and just plain relaxing if you want.

So if your unsure and want to stay close to home check out the link to Ohio Vacation Ideas below. Check them out.


Grand kids and discipline

Why do they make grand kids so adorable. It makes it difficult to be the hard ass that I portray to the outside world. My grand kids don’t see me as a hard ass, they simply see me as Pa.

For instance, today while getting ready to leave with my wife, my granddaughter began complaining about her shoes. She said she didn’t want to wear them because they were not tight enough. Grandma told her that those were the only shoes she had brought with her, and that she had to wear them.

Being the supportive Pa that I am, I told her that the shoes she had on looked nice. She quickly fixed her gaze upon me from the floor that she was sitting on and said, “Don’t say that Pa, I don’t like the sound of your voice!”

Well I had to get stern with the young lady. I told her that what she said was rude and mean. I then told her to go to her room. For some reason I didn’t loose my mind. Had one of my own children said that to me in their pre-teen years (heck any of their years), I would have come unglued.

My granddaughter was not afraid, intimidated, or at all concerned of the words she had just uttered or what I might do about them. She simply stood up and faced me with her slightly squinted and determined eyes. She then turned on her heel and proceeded to swiftly walk to her bedroom down the hall. When I heard the door slam, I looked at my wife and said, “Should I go down there?” Smartly she said no.

A short time later, she came out and said that she was sorry. I accepted, and she left with Grandma. However, that exchange with my granddaughter earlier in the morning got me thinking about where she would learn to be that determined ad unafraid in her dressing down of me. All I came up with was that she must have learned that from her mother. Then I thought, “Damn, I raised her, so is it indirectly my fault”?

Little Italy-Aquarium 7-11-17 (7)

Naw can’t be

~ Pa