There are a couple of reasons that you become a grandparent later in life. No. 1 is that it's a reward for not killing your own children, but close behind is the simple fact that your body becomes... well, older. Less flexible, slower, and more prone to aliments. And definitely not up to handling a class of five extremely active (i.e., rolling on the floor, racing down the hallway and wrestling each other) six year-old children. Especially when you are trying to teach a vaguely religious/spiritual lesson about pre-mortal exsistence.
But at least I have an excuse for (once again) being incredibly lazy tonight and not doing much of anything than make up blog entries and talk to my mother-in-law (only a shame that I can't do both at the same time - having only one phone line does limit some things).
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