What Stories do the GrandKids Ask For?

Grandson: Tell me a story about when my Daddy was a little boy.

Granddaughter: Do you know funny stories about my mom, too?

Me: No. I am your Dad’s mom. I didn’t know your mom when she was a little girl. But I wish I did.

Grandson: Tell him about when Aunt Chelle got in trouble!

Me: Which time?

Kids love stories. They especially love stories where they are the star! I love the books you order where you put your own child’s name in the story. Kids never tire of hearing their own history–real or imagined.

When my first grandson, Taylor was born, I wrote him a story every day for several months. He was always the hero conquering the dragon or saving a princess. For some reason I lost the book for a very long time. I may have hidden it because I was embarrassed at reading back over the sappy stories or thought my story telling would embarrass him in his later years. But, when he neared his sixteenth birthday, I found the book again. Now the stories still reeked of sappy, but they had a totally different effect: It was clear that the author was a grandmother TOTALLY in love with this baby. Over the MOON in love.

I took the book, added a colored divider and began “Part Two.”

For several months I wrote in Taylor’s unfinished book concerning the “Themes of Manhood.” I copied quotes, wrote anecdotes, and short stories of men saying and doing gallant deeds. These were real heroes, not imagined.

On his birthday I gave him the book. And a big gift card (Hey! He is 16! A guy has needs!)

At first he looked at the book and quizzed me about the content and intent. Then he hugged me and walked away. I thought that would be the last time I saw or heard of the book.

A few days later he came up to me at school and said, “Now, tell me about that book again. It’s pretty impressive.”

If you haven’t been around a 16 year old male lately, you might not realize the impact those few words can have on a sappy grandmother.

When Taylor’s younger cousins or siblings spend the night the only part of the bedtime ritual they enjoy is the “bed-night” stories. I try to remember the most outrageous antics their parents performed or how much trouble an aunt or uncle got in. Since the grandkids parents all have seven siblings, there are PLENTY of stories.

When I try to tell a fairy tale or other story, the kids are quick to say, “No! We like our stories the best!”

Kids love stories–especially if they (or their parents) are the hero. Tell them their story. You won’t be sorry.

What stories do your kids love the best?

Our Stories of REAL SAFETY

Authentic communication can change our culture! Be authentic and change your culture.

I just don’t know if I can trust you anymore.

Remember back when you told me everything?

You can be authentic or you can be safe with me, what’s it gonna be?

If you remember having those words with your adult (or nearly adult) child you recognize the need for SAFETY and AUTHENTICITY.

We want our adult kids to trust us completely. We want them to tell us what they NEED and what they WANT. We don’t want to get the “published version” of a difficulty they are having or a struggle they are going through. We want them to feel safe telling us their stories.

The ultimate goal in building the relationships with our adult children is for their benefit and the benefit of the culture we live in. Modeling authentic safety in relationships teaches those around us that the world CAN be a SAFE place!

“No politician on earth can be trusted.”

“People will find a way to stab you in the back.”

“My boss says I am doing a good job…but I feel the next layoff will be ME!”

It is obvious that our world is bankrupt of trust. Integrity–doing what you say you will do–is not only in short supply, but often overlooked as a needless waste of time. If you shortcut, quit early, don’t deliver on a promise, few people will call you out. But you will know. Your kids will know. Your credibility with your adult children builds their trust in the WORLD…if you show integrity, then they can believe just a little longer and a little deeper.

Do I believe building relationships with our Adult Children will change the world? Yes. With love, grace, and acceptance that comes through the power of the cross, I believe we can show the world what a loving Christian community can do. One family at time, we can become a loving Christian culture.

Connecting Through Your Story

So what is YOUR family story?

What defines our family?

I am not talking about a family mission statement (although that is nice!). I am asking about your STORY! What makes YOUR FAMILY totally unique from the rest of world?

We have five adopted kids and a couple of adopted grandkids…but lots of people adopt.

Our family almost died when Ted and I had only been married 10 years with two children… how about yours? Had a “near death” experience in your marriage? Ours wasn’t slowly dying. Ted and I were beating it to death. Then…God.

Do your kids know of the struggles in your marriage? Do they know how HARD you have worked to build a family for them? They should!

One of our girls became our daughter when she was handed to us through a car window. She now is the proud owner of our hearts.

Do all your kids know their origin story? Do they know that you labored three days…or three years to get them here? Origin stories build their stability and security. Rehearse how they came into your family.

When he was five years old, someone asked one of our sons what he wanted to be when he grew up. “A lion,” he replied. He wasn’t far off. As a former Marine, Scott has lots of “conquering hero stories worthy of a lion.

Another son wore a hat emblazoned with bugs for a solid year. This “wild child” of a boy grew to be a teen who, along with two other friends, stopped a would-be street fight in Italy where we were traveling one year. That was precursor his job of ending the violence performed against women.

Do you let your grown-up kids know that the seeds of their greatness could be seen when they were young? Let them know you ALWAYS knew they would be AMAZING!

The daughter that owns her Daddy’s heart came to us in a white pick up truck full of her worldly possessions when she was too young to drive that truck…but that is all the story I can tell you. She owns the rest of the narrative.

One daughter didn’t speak to us for nearly seven years. Then a national disaster, the Boston Marathon bombing, brought us close. Jesus made us a family again.

At six-years old, a son was almost hit by a car. Then the husband of the driver of the car came over and yelled at my husband for letting our kid ride his bike in the street in front of our house! Yes, for real. I can’t make this stuff up.

Do your kids get to talk about “the hard stories?” Our family history is not all rainbows and unicorns. Some of our stories still make us cry. These are our family love stories.

Telling your family stories to each other builds bridges that you can always cross to each other…and shows the world they can build those bridges too.

What are your family stories? Can you share them with us?

The Goal with Adult Children: Culture of Unity

“So what is the point of what you are doing now? What are you going for?”

This conversations was started by a dear friend of mine who has helped me complete lots of projects. She is well aware I “don’t do anything for nothing.” Therefore, this was a very natural question when she learned I had turned my writing and speaking efforts toward the subject of parents to adult children.

The return of lots of my efforts is not monetary but emotional, spiritual, academic, or as in this case: culture changing.

I explained to Julie, and lots of other folks since that day, that I am blogging, filming, writing, speaking, to build a CULTURE OF UNITY.

Our world needs to be a kinder, gentler, more unified place. Change happens slowly, but it does happen. When I reconcile with my adult children, when I build bridges to them, our relationship becomes stronger. When other parents of adult children see how we relate to each other, those folks are encouraged. Hopelessness turns to hope as others see adults and their parents interacting, getting along, and enjoying each other’s company.

I long for the day that the “mother-in-law” jokes cease to be funny because nobody can relate to a bad relationship with in-laws.

You know how gals at the office start the first of November dreading going home for the holidays because of the snooty relatives? Don’t we want that to be ancient history?

Let’s anticipate the time when men and women mark the days off with big red X till they can be with their adult siblings and aging parents again?

The day when the term “prodigal child” means only a TEMPORARY time of growth in a young adult and not a permanent state may happen in my lifetime.

Yes, I may seem overly optimistic about the impact this unifying work will have on moms and dads with their grown children. But like all culture changers: I believe even I can make a difference.

How are you making a difference by building a better relationship with your adult children? I would love to hear from you! Drop a comment below.

How I rock being a Parent to Adult Children…

That title…really? As if…

I am the seeker. I am the researcher. I am the one constantly trying to figure out this life called, “the parent of adult children.”

There is no way around it– I am the mom to EIGHT adult children. Even if I don’t count the sons-in-love and daughters-in-love that bless my life I have EIGHT adults who can go to a therapist and say, “It must be mother issues.” Yep. Guilty as charged.

Our last two kids have done the college and marriage gig two and four years ago. We have had time to settle into our empty nest and make it feel like…home. Really, no kids. No loud music. No one asking for the car. Nobody needed us to pay tuition or buy books. No knocks on the door close to midnight, and this is OUR home.

Ted and I did the typical soul-searching that sounded like

Do we really need this big house?

Where should we move now that the kids are gone?

What is our next career?

Since we can afford a pay cut, what do we REALLY want to do for work?

Which of the kids should we live near? 

Turns out, we really like our life. We like working for our faith-based non-profit organization. Ted likes working at a local church. I like writing, researching, speaking, volunteering, and even sweeping WAY too much floor for two people.

And we like our kids.

Don’t get me wrong: we have always loved them. We are parents. We had to love them even when they lied or came home after curfew. We had to love them even on the 100th time the girls wrecked the car. We had to love them in every country the boys tried to bring in some pocket knife, handcuffs, or toy gun and we got stopped by the airport security.  We had to love them through stitches and surgeries. But we were NEVER required to LIKE them. That was our choice. It is still our choice–and it is SO MUCH easier to choose liking them today.

They are eight wonderful, quirky, imperfect humans. They have chosen eight delightful, funny, imperfect life partners. They have (currently) given us 20 PERFECT grandchildren, to whom all blessings flow.

On my bad days, I learn from and repent to my adult kids. They are smarter and holier than I am. On my good days, I do the same.

What would my current self go back and say to my younger self? I would say, “Wait for the end of the story. You are going to LOVE IT! There are several plots twists you never saw coming. There are some tears you don’t wanna cry, but it is alright because it makes the ending better. Oh, and don’t forget to breathe. It really isn’t all about you–they outnumber, outsmart, and outproduce you. Enjoy them as often as you can.”

I hope my younger self would be smart enough to listen.

Why is it hard to parent Adult Children?

“I guess I thought by now I would be finished parenting.”

“When I went off to college I was on my own. My parents never bailed me out financially or socially–why do I think I need to do that with my adult children?”

“Am I helicoptering him even though he is 21?”

“I expected to be less needed when they married–but I didn’t expect to be kicked aside!”

One of the main reasons parenting of adult children is difficult is because this journey is full of unknowns and different ways to approach situations. When we brought them home from the hospital we had options: breast or bottle feeding? cloth or disposable diapers? sleeping in bed with us or crib? Since we knew the QUESTIONS, we knew we could come up with different answers based on our preferences. Not so with parenting adults!

One mom recently told me, “I never expected to have to train my daughter in how to love her child. I thought that came naturally. Now, I am trying to teach her behaviors that are foreign to her for some reason; and these lessons are all foreign to me because I never had to learn this.”

Another parent asked me, “What do I do when my son has completely different memories of his childhood than I do? I am not calling him a liar but I cannot believe I did some of the things he is now accusing me of doing.”

In anguish a mom of a grieving son told me, “I just lost a granddaughter, but my son lost his little girl. How can I help him through that? I have never lost anyone myself before now. But, it kills me to see him suffer like this.”

These were not even ideas on our radar about living with our adult children–we couldn’t anticipate the answers because we couldn’t anticipate the questions.

At an information conference an educator told me, “We have to train our students to use technology that has not been invented for jobs that have yet to be created.”

It’s not just us…it’s the world we live in.

In order to maintain relationships with our adult children we must LEARN TO LEARN. We must work to continually communicate our respect and admiration for them. We must endeavor to maintain open lines of affection, even when we are miles and weeks apart.

New day, new challenge. But we have more information at our fingertips than our parents did. We have more ways to communicate than ever before. Often, we must communicate, “I have no idea what you are going through. I have never been through that. But I believe in you and I will walk this with you.”

Supporting someone we love in a journey we have never traveled might seem scary. It IS hard to parent adult children–but that’s why we do it. My dad always told me, “If this job was easier, someone less competent would do it.”

What are the hardest tasks in parenting your adult children right now? I would love to hear from you.

Who are the Parents of Adult Children? Who are Adult Children?

He is 21. He doesn’t need a parent. He needs a friend!

I told her when she was 13, I would always be her mother not her friend! That will never change!

If I don’t give her advice who will?

She needs me. She just doesn’t know it.

He is my son. He has to listen to me!

If he needs our help he will ask for it!

Parenting adult children means … as many definitions as there are parents and adult children!

Many of us want to grow alongside our children and become friends and trusted advisors. However, other middle-aged parents want their young adult children to prove their worth in the adult world before receiving the privileges of the adult world.

Why are there so many different approaches to parenting the adult child? Obviously, because there exist many varied approaches to loving, living, communicating, and maintaining healthy relationships.

No two families look alike–though many resemble each other. We can predict how parents will parent their adult children–but we can’t know for certain.

Parenting prediction is much like election prediction. In election sociology, there is NEVER any way to tell how one Hispanic young woman will vote. On the contrary, statistics CAN tell us within a millionth of a percentage point how ALL Hispanic young women will most likely vote. The lesson:

The predictions of the group are easier than predictions of the specific.  We can speak of what our adult children will enjoy, dislike, or do–through looking at GROUPS of those adults! m

The group of adults, now called Baby Boomers, are the parents of adults from Gen X, Millennial (sometimes called Gen Y) , and some Gen Z.

Just as no one individual from any group maintain the same characteristic, we do know that Baby Boomers, as a group, are hard working, loyal, patriotic, and optimistic. THAT’S US!

As the best educated group, Generation X (born 1966-1976) adult children show a desire to forge forward and try new ideas within a traditional family and work environment. As the first generation of “latchkey kids” they show a high dose of skepticism and isolation. Because the divorce of their parents negatively affected them, they tend to approach marriage and family with caution and educational logic.

Millennial adults (born 1977-1994) desire more quality time with the ones they love, as well as time on their own. They will easily trade dollars in a paycheck for quality work environment or working for a cause they believe in. Many of the previous generations call this group lazy or unmotivated because they share different ideals than the other generations.

Generation Z (born between 1995-2012) young adults include the most tech savvy of all previous generations. Never having grown up without the aid of a personal digital assistant, these young men and women will reach new heights of knowledge and diversity. The polarized political climate in America will enrage and discourage this ambitious group. Despite having been raised on positive feelings and leadership material, this generation will continue to climb the charts as the most depressed and anxious of all generations.

What do all these labels and statistics mean: unlike previous generations, parents and adult children blur the lines of political involvement, social engagement, and business achievement. As men and women live and work longer, their lives and social calendars may include working and communicating with multi-layers of generational cultures. As the parents to these complex, educated, skeptical young people, we must make sure we know their generation, as well as our own children. We must learn the languages of their generations, not merely the language of our family.

1950s television shows like Leave it to Beaver showed a clear demarkation between the parents and the children. These lines have been steadily blurring since the 1960s and continue to blend together as our generations mix and mingle and desire ever increasing closeness in intimacy and frequency in communicating.

It is up to us: Parents of Adult Children need to continue to build the unity and peace we profess to want in our homes, community, and culture.

What do you think? I would love to hear your feedback:

How will we meet that challenge with our adult children?

Ideas about how you engage your adult children?

How do you engage your aging parents from a generation gone by?

What are the similarities and the differences?