By Debra Karplus, MS
Want to feel grand about your life? Try volunteering. Whether you’re retired or perhaps you’re still working, a little bit of your time donated to a cause or event that you’d like to help support goes a long way and promises to be greatly appreciated by the recipient.
Volunteer at [...]
By Debra Karplus, MS
If you want to keep in touch with your grandchildren, you certainly need to be well-versed on using e-mail with its protocols and quirks, and better yet, you’ll want to have a presence on social networks, and become adept at texting, despite some lost dexterity [...]
By Diana J. Ewing
Author of The Baby Boomer Guide to Grandparenting – An Irreverent Look at the Next Big Step
Buying kiddie toys, games, and other gear is one of the many pleasures of being a grandparent. Just ask the junior executives at Mattel, Hasbro, and Toys R Us, who are banking their early [...]
By Debra Karplus
It may be bone-chilling cold outside or ridiculously hot, or perhaps you’re looking for something new and different to do with your grandchildren; there’s likely to be a museum that’s not too far of a drive to get there. Many children, especially the younger ones might be bored at an [...]
No, the holidays can’t be here again already! A year seems like forever to the little ones, but it goes by quick as a wink in grandparent time.
Was it truly 12 months ago you caught that rascally Jackson attempting to munch his way through the popcorn chain on the tree? Could it really [...]
By Debra L. Karplus, MS, OTR/L
Your grandchild’s parents have returned from parent-teacher conferences and report to you that little Taylor will begin receiving special education services. This news immediately puts you into a tailspin of worry, mainly because you’re clueless about what that actually implies. Back when you were in school, kids who [...]
By: Karla Sullivan
My grandfather’s whitewashed farmhouse was located in small town, central Illinois framed by an ever-changing horizon and guarded by cornstalks. Each had grown tall with gangling arms, restive and ready to capture their trespassers, twisting their leafy fingers round and round, threatening to arrest me. I was only six years old then.