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They both sang. My grandmother had a very haunted mountain voice and would sing hymns. My grandpa would sing but in a very, very subdued way.
Oct 1, 2025
I go to my grandchildren. They keep their grandpa informed on what's going on.
I used to envy kids who had an old-fashioned Grandpa. Not any more. I've got a new ambition. Now I just want to become a modern-type Grandpa myself-and really start living.
My grandpa didn't believe in hugging and kissing, or saying I love you. His love had to do with the way he treated you. When he said, We're going here, we're going there, he was telling me about life. That was his love for me. My love for him was listening to what he said, keeping out of trouble, doing right, being fair.
My grandpa was an amateur stand-up comic when I was growing up. ... He'd have me come up onstage with him to deliver a punch line: 'Why is your nose in the middle of your face?' 'Because it's the scenter.'
When I was five, a tree was my best friend. An old peppercorn on Grandpa's little farm. I'd haul myself into its calloused arms and hide from the world in its foliage. Apart from the pleasure of looking down on unsuspecting adults, I could be Robin Hood in a one-tree Sherwood Forest or Johnny Weissmuller in his jungle. I fell out of my friend once while Tarzan-ing. Gashed a large chunk from a leg. Almost 70 years later, there's still a scar.
I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day when he said, 'Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?' Grandpa said 'No... but I served in a company of heroes.'
Grandpa ... was ever ready to cheer and help me, ever sure that I was a remarkable specimen. He was a dear old man who asked little from life and got less.
I was watching cartoons on television and a commercial came on for one of the Batman series where I played a butler. And then my grandson looked up at me and he said, "Do you know Batman?" I said, "Yes." He said, "Really," I said, "Yeah." I said I know him very well. And he told all the boys at school, he said, "My grandpa knows Batman. Does your grandpa know Batman? OK, no. Mine does.
Things change when someone special comes into your life. Both sides have to give up things. The one thing you don't give up in a good relationship is you--whatever makes you most you. - Jim Olsten (Jane's Grandpa)
It's poor judgment', said Grandpa 'to call anything by a name. We don't know what a hobgoblin or a vampire or a troll is. Could be lots of things. You can't heave them into categories with labels and say they'll act one way or another. That'd be silly. They're people. People who do things. Yes, that's the way to put it. People who *do* things.
The idea that no one is perfect is a view most commonly held by people with no grandchildren.
To a small child, the perfect granddad is unafraid of big dogs and fierce storms but absolutely terrified of the word "boo."
To become a grandparent is to enjoy one of the few pleasures in life for which the consequences have already been paid.
Grandchildren don't stay young forever, which is good because Pop-pops have only so many horsey rides in them.
You don't have to be in "Who's Who" to know what's what.
Grandparents are there to help the child get into mischief they haven't thought of yet.
"You're more trouble than the children are" is the greatest compliment a grandparent can receive.
Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas - that's what my grandma taught me.
We should all have one person who knows how to bless us despite the evidence, Grandmother was that person to me.
You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother.
What is it about grandparents that is so lovely? I'd like to say that grandparents are God's gifts to children.
Posterity is the patriotic name for grandchildren.
A grandma's name is little less in love than is the doting title of a mother.
A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween.
Few things are more delightful than grandchildren fighting over your lap.
Elephants and grandchildren never forget.
A mother becomes a true grandmother the day she stops noticing the terrible things her children do because she is so enchanted with the wonderful things her grandchildren do.
Grandchildren are the dots that connect the lines from generation to generation.
Everyone needs to have access both to grandparents and grandchildren in order to be a full human being.
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
An hour with your grandchildren can make you feel young again. Anything longer than that, and you start to age quickly.
I don't intentionally spoil my grandkids. It's just that correcting them often takes more energy than I have left.
Varicose veins are the result of an improper selection of grandparents.
You have to do your own growing no matter how tall your grandfather was.
It's one of nature's way that we often feel closer to distant generations than to the generation immediately preceding us.
Soon I will be an old, white-haired lady, into whose lap someone places a baby, saying, "Smile, Grandma!" - I, who myself so recently was photographed on my grandmother's lap.
If I had known how wonderful it would be to have grandchildren, I'd have had them first.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.
The reason grandparents and grandchildren get along so well is that they have a common enemy.
On the seventh day God rested. His grandchildren must have been out of town.
My grandkids believe I'm the oldest thing in the world. And after two or three hours with them, I believe it, too.
Becoming a grandmother is wonderful. One moment you're just a mother. The next you are all-wise and prehistoric.
The simplest toy, one which even the youngest child can operate, is called a grandparent.
Her grandmother, as she gets older, is not fading but rather becoming more concentrated.
What a bargain grandchildren are! I give them my loose change, and they give me a million dollars' worth of pleasure.
But in the east the sky was pale and through the gray woods came lanterns with wagons and horses, bringing Grandpa and Grandma and aunts and uncles and cousins.
Whoa!!! I heard I offended one of my all time favorite artists Ray Price by my statement “Nobody wants to listen to their grandpas music.
If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement, and mystery of the world we live in.
President Obama finally has his own personal Twitter account. Even John McCain said, 'Welcome to the Internet, grandpa.'