You Know You’re a Grandmother When…

You spend $300 on toys for your grandson to play with when he comes to visit… even though he lives thousands of miles away and he’s not actually old enough for most of the toys you’ve ordered.

That’s right, folks. I am that grandmother.

I ordered the complete set of Froebel Gifts for JMP. (I’m also calling them a birthday gift for TW because she loves them as much as JMP ever will and she can appreciate them all right now.)

I’m blaming my brother for this. If he wasn’t such a Wright fan and hadn’t come to visit, we probably wouldn’t have visited the Wright House and Studio in Oak Park and I wouldn’t have seen all of the Froebel Gifts in their awesome boxes and decided JMP needed them.

OK I might have decided this, at some point, because OMG they are so amazing.

2 thoughts on “You Know You’re a Grandmother When…”

  1. I’ve coveted the Froebel gifts since I first saw them in a specialty toy store. Out of my budget. Then I saw them again and thought I would like them but the kids were too old and out of my budget. Then I saw them at the Frank Lloyd Wright gift shop and dragged you over and said the magic three words. Still…out of budget–but on the other hand, we have a toy for the grandmas house that will last forever and entertain us, our children, strays, grandchildren, and friends. Because I was wrong–the kids aren’t too old. We aren’t too old and these are the gifts I want in our lives.

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