Today I started to vacuum. As I passed the a/c intake vent, I remembered it was time to change the filter. I did. That vent cover has never closed right since we have lived here (1-1/2 years). I tried (again) to fix it. No luck! I told my husband I needed help. When he came to help, he tried a few things, none of which worked.
I got a new one from the hardware store and tried to help my husband put it in.
Of course, our grandson, now 4, tried to help. Of course, our son, now 24, didn’t. I found him and asked him to get this or that tool since I didn’t know where it was. He did and then disappeared. Repeat process. Then he disappeared entirely. Meanwhile, grandson Bentley went through the toolbox taking out all kinds of things, handing them to my husband who was trying to fix the vent. I have to say Ray, my husband, did better than usual dealing with this.
Here is the truth about getting children versus grandchildren to help. Most children old enough to help don’t want to and most too young to help will give more help than needed. At least they are trying.
When your children don’t even take responsibility for raising their own children, of course they will not be eager to help. They don’t understand responsibility.
But that’s life, huh? When kids are old enough to help, they don’t want to.
I have to say that I found it endearing that Bentley tried so hard to help. Frustrating but adorable. That’s the difference between raising a child at my 63 and raising one at 20 something.