The Southern Grandparents Episode | Lollygabbin' - Episode 4
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- Опубликовано: 12 июн 2024
- It's no secret that Southern grandparents hold a special place in our hearts here on It's a Southern Thing. In this episode, we're joined by special guest Diane to discuss what it means to be a Southern grandparent. That and why they keep sewing supplies in cookie tins...
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My grandma was not a “play” grandma. She was strict and exacting. If you were around her, you were busy with the garden or the animals or preserving or quilting or crocheting etc, etc. service was her love language and that’s how she gave and received love. I absolutely ADORED her and miss her everyday.
me too, I learned so many things from my grandma!
My grandma raised us for several years while my mother went through a very difficult time and had basically “checked out”. So she ended up having to be the perfect balance between rules, structure, expectations, and sweetness, generosity, and fun. She was an aeronautical engineer in her career days and I deeply respected her. She taught us well and brought us up to have respect and kindness towards others. She’s now suffering from dementia and does not recognize me (or anyone) and my heart has broken. 😢 I love her so much and I know she still loves me very much even though she can’t express it anymore.
I pray Jesus grants you peace and comfort. Dementia is hard
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Diane is exactly right on the great depression era. They learned to save a lot of things that got carried well over into today.
I have told my granddaughters I am here for 3 things: to love them, to teach them things and to keep their secrets. It has worked very well.
Adam almost pooped his pants at...."Pinga" 🤣
What a mixed bag of family connections. Jewish/Puerto Rican, Black, Korean/Anglo and White.
I LOVE THE SOUTH 😎
I had a city grandma and a country grandma. Absolutely the best of both worlds. My city grandma died when I was seven so I knew my country grandma the most. She taught me how to sew and can and cook. She was a great reader and she always wanted to know what I was reading. She left school in 8th grade and she was so proud of me when I went to college, the first in my family to go to college. I wish she had lived to see me graduate.
And, yes, my mom became a completely different person when she had grandchildren. Like an alien took over her personality.
My grandpa was my best friend. I spent summers with him. Fixed cars. Laughed. Had my first beer ( not 21). We talked three times a week. I have never been closer to family member. I aspire to be that one day. Miss you old man.
I was thinking of the candy my Grandpa would have for us just as Ryan was talking about it. One at bedtime. He'd 'sneak' in the spare room where my brother and I would be sharing the pull out couch and put his finger to his lips while we each took a 'strawberry' and grinned. We lived far away and would visit during summer, so it is an extra special memory. :)
My one grandma made each of her grandkids feel that we were her favorite.
There's a idea for a video.... take the crew on a rv trip with Diane. 😂😂
I miss my granny. Diane reminds me of her.
I’m a retired Kindergarten teacher too. And I love your RV and Waterpark theme! It is wondrrful!!!!😊
Best Southern channel on RUclips!!
Once I had kids, I thought that I was in an invasion of the body snatchers thing. I don't know who that is in my parent's bodies but it ain't the people that raised me.
😂😂😂
I was a "War Baby" so my parents lived through the Depression as children. My maternal grandparents lived in town, and they were Mamaw and Papaw. My paternal grandparents lived in the country, and they were Ma and Pa. Both sets of grandparents had a lot of love. Both grandmothers cooked a lot so lots of cookies, pies and cakes as well as good food.
Neither of them used a cookbook, all done from memory learned from their mothers and grandmothers. I sort of cook like that. We lived with my mom's parents after WWII so mamaw and papaw were almost like parents. My husband is a little jealous of my early childhood. I have great memories of all of them.
This was the BEST Lollygabbin' EVER! I so enjoyed hearing everyone's grandma memories, especially the cross-cultural experiences. My maternal grandmother was "Gra". (My father's mother died while my parents were dating.) As the first grandchild, I named her in my attempt to say grandmama. My mother is Grandmommy. Several years ago, my sister, daughter and I were in Curaçao. There we learned that the oldest sister, often the one to whom everyone in the family looks to for advice, is called "Chichi". My sister said to me, "That should be your grandmother name," as she winked at my soon-to-be-engaged daughter. So two years ago, I became Chichi. 😊❤
I love Diane! So happy to see her here. ❤
I lost my last grandparent recently. And I only ever saw them once or twice a year, and so I'm not personally close with them, but I knew how much love they had they had for their children, my parents, and I miss, more so, the concept of having grandparents. I love y'all's content!
Of course the grandparents arent as strict as the parents. That's the parents job. Its healthy boundaries. If grandparents started to treat the children like the parents were treated, then there is boundary issues. Grandparents can chill out and we are there to just enjoy them.
We’ve been to the Leesburg Alabama water park and have camped out in our RV there. I can’t recommend it enough. A very nice place to go and perfect for the kids!
This made me miss my grandparents! My last grandparent passed away in 2008. They were memaw & papaw Bush and memaw & papaw Tate. My paternal papaw was a Methodist preacher. They never owned a house because the churches always provided one, so I remember lots of houses that we went to visit. My maternal grandparents had the same house that he built in the 50's. Memaw Bush was a southern cook. She made cornbread in the cast iron skillet, made homemade plum jelly, picked fresh veggies from her garden (which was right by the cemetery at one house!). We would sit & snap beans in the back yard & have them for dinner that night. My memaw Tate would always have some type of pound cake baked when we would come visit. Always had ice cream in the freezer, & cats in the yard. Both sets lived in NC so at summertime, we would catch lightning bugs. Being at the grandparents was always the best!
my grandma lived on a farm so she canned her food for winter when we went to her house she taught us how to how to make homemade butter she had over 100 grandkids but she knew what each of us liked can food-wise me I loved sauerkraut and she always had little pint jars for me to eat and my grandpa taught us how to milk cows how to feed them, my grandmother, always let us help her make biscuits so we learned a lot from my grandmother and grandfather that was my mother's side of the family I never knew my dad's mom she died when he was 6
I just pulled out my grandma's cookbook because I have been craving homemade bread bread. The recipe is written by grandma in copper plate cursive. I'm not able to bake like I used to due to disability, so I was supervising my daughters. I used to bake with my grandma all of the time.
When I complained about my dad spoiling my girls, he always claimed that he pampered them, not spoiling.
My grandmother told me from my youth that she would not teach me to cook, sew, or clean. She said that I could learn all that when I grew up. She told me that she was here to spoil me and play with me…so that’s what she did. I was crazy about her and can’t wait to see her in Heaven!
I have fond memories of my dad's mother. I called her "Nanny". She taught me how to play Yatzee and Gin Rummy, shuck corn, snap and shell peas, and so many other things. Many nights we would watch either Matlock, Quincy Adams MD, or Walker Texas Ranger while snapping or shelling peas. As a kid, I ABSOLUTELY hated it....hahaha.....but I'm so thankful for those memories now.
Thanks guys for this channel. You make me laugh and also think of memories that time has caused me to think less of.
I was very lucky to have 2 grandmas and 2 grandpas as well as 2 great-grandmas and grandpas.
I have lots of memories of them and realized that children really want experiences with you, not necessarily things. I remember New Year's Eve with one and Bible stories with another. You can't buy memories.
Loved this episode as an educator and a person that had a great memories of my grandma
I was looking at one of those fancy cookie tins while folding laundry and watching this video!
I totes cried during this video. It was wonderful. ❤
My grandma also only used lemon pledge and I still love the smell. She also taught me etiquette like how to set the table and walking with a book on my head. She babysat me when I was 4 and 5 so lots of learning.
Love Diane. She sounds like the best Grandma.😊
My grandma (born 1930) told me the cookie tin thing WAS from the depression. This woman kept everything. Butter containers, and any other container that was sturdy was always kept because she experienced life on a farm during the depression. NOTHING that could POSSIBLY be reused was thrown away. Ever. We were all born and raised in central illinois BTW. 😛. I’ll be right back with a link for those strawberry candies. 😁
Fun topic! Grandparenting hugely defines our lives. It is hard to consider that there is any greater joy or responsibility. Most of our 36 grands live in our county allowing us to be with them regularly. If that number grows larger and the children continue to grow into successful adults I may consider applying for grandparenting expert. We delight in pouring our lives into the grands in a supportive manner that doesn't usurp our children's responsibility and privilege of parenting. We settled into common plain old Grandpa and Grandma. There have been brief seasons of child originated names. My wife was Mawgee for a short time. That was a personal favorite.
I am a 49 gay man that lives outside New Orleans....i knit and crochet...when my grandmother on my father's side passed 14 years ago...all my cousins and brother decided that i would inherit her cookie tin....and yes, fill completely with buttons that she's collected for more than 80 years....i use them to embellish my knitting and crochet
I like the sci-fi books in the background!
I’m not a cooking grandma either. I do not cook! Memories of traveling and adventures are so much more fun for grandpa and me.
My maternal grandmother grew up on a farm and loved to fish. I can still see her -- hatchet in hand -- chasing the chicken she had just beheaded on the pine stump. I think my own love of cooking came from her.
My paternal grandparents were more country. I'd stay with a few weeks during the summer when i was 10 and they'd send me off for the afternoon with the .410 to explore the woods.
I've been raising my own granddaughter for the last 13 years.
I didnt know my grand parents but i got to watch my momma with all 40 something of her grandkids. She passed in January i was her 2nd youngest kid out of 10 but when i became a momma myself she became my absolute best friend and the only person i trusted my kids with was my parents. It was magical to get to know them fully from an early age
My gramdma passed in 2001. I still miss the comfort food she prepared.
She could work for hours in the field, and did, right up until the last year and a half of her life. She died at 93.
What a special episode. I could identify so much with these stories as the child and now as a grandmother. I'm the mean grandma. I'm raising my grandchildren so we are disciplinarians. The difference is as experienced parents, we know which battles are worth fighting. I guess it's good to have wisdom the 2nd time around. Butter-Rum not butterscotch, lifesavers were my dads mom's favorite. I just crave them and they don't make them any more.
Thanks for today's video.
I have a cookie tin with my sewing stuff in it!!! I’ve had it since my kids were little! Partly because it’s hard to open. I think they’re indestructible.
Loved D best in the Easter play skit
OK, the orange Lifesaver story got me.
I had two amazing (southern) grandmothers that I miss terribly. Neither would have won a cornbread competition, but that's fine. They still found ways to spoil me in the food category like taking me out for ice cream or stock piling Little Debbies.
This grandma just wants to be around my grand babies. I babysit every chance. I mind their mama because they have rules and I should respect them. But I spend a lot of time laughing because they're so funny! ( 7 and almost 9)
The strawberry candies are at Dollar General!!!! At least here in Nashville. We had one set of grandparents who coached our softball teams and took us, in small groups because there are 9 of us, on vacations. We went camping and did so much at their house. I think because my parents were so young, we spent a lot more time with both sets of grandparents. I’m lucky enough of to have one surviving grandma at the age of 45, and many years of memories, but when my first grandma passed it effected us all so much. It changed the relationship because my grandfather never really recovered from her loss. None of us really did. I really wish my kids had gotten to experience my father’s parents, my grandparents, the way I did. She would’ve loved her great-grand babies a seeing how we have all grown up. It’s sad to think about all she’s missed.
Hello from Gatlinburg TN Smoky Mountains Park 🌄🏞️
You purchase the strawberry 'grandma' candies at Dollar Tree. They sometimes run out. They are my granddaughter's favorite.
My mother was the fun grandma that did all kinds of things with her grandkids. She had more energy than us parents and she was even going through terminal cancer! She was only 5' tall so her grandma name was Minimaw, & my hubs called her MiniMa'am
I feel like the fun uncle is also a lot like a grandparent in personality and such, that’s the guy I want to be
I have the honor of knowing my big mamas mom. We called her grandmother. She was the sweetest most caring person you ever known. We own like 3 houses on a plot of land my aunts house was on my grandmothers. All my cousins would play out in the dirt and grandmother would have stuff for us to eat so we’d go inside her house and play with the toys she had there. I miss her so much. Bonus of having my big mama tho she did work a lot when I was coming up. But we used to have our days like after church we’d go to open hoses we’d shop and then we’d get a plate at ingles. I miss those days but I’m s gown up now can’t go out with big mama as often.
My grandparents were very midwestern. My dad's parents are from Kansas and my mom's parents were from the Illinois/Indiana region. It's interesting to learn about grandparents from the southern half of the country. My mom's parents lived very close to us when I lived in JAX. So there were a lot of zoo, beach, or mall trips with grandma.
I grew up in a multi generational household. My grandmother was my primary caregiver and disciplinarian. She knew how to use a switch. We all called her Mama.
Brings back alot of memories of my grandparents. My grandma on my dad's side lived about 15 miles from us. She made the greatest angel food cake in the world. I still remember the texture and flavor decades later.
As a military brat, we didn't see our grandparents often. My memories were of those visits. Both sets were Grandma and Grandpa and distinguished from each other by their last names. As a grandmother now, I am Amaw because the grandchild lived with my ex who was called Apaw. So if he's Apaw....
5:46 yes! I was watching CBS soaps with my paternal grandmother 😅... Plus weekends were watching her westerns! Gunsmoke, High Chaparral, The Big Valley and Bonanza, among others 😂
We were a family of northerners. My wife was known as Candy Nana and I was Grandpa. With my daughters husbands the kids knew her with the candy she gave out but there grandparents were memee and poppa. The other daughters husband were from Colorado and they were known as Gramps and Sunshine Nana. I loved it when they were little and they called me Gampa. Just thinking about it almost makes me want to cry. I do miss that. They are all grown up now.
I lost my Grandmas & Great Grandmas all too soon, but they ruled the roost - regardless of their cornbread skills.
I never got to meet my grandma on my mom’s side. She passed away when my mom was a little girl. I barley knew my grandpa on her side because he lived so far away. I never had a relationship with my grandma on my dad’s side. She literally whined about everything. And she didn’t know how to properly hug. She’d literally squeeze you and wouldn’t let go until you were about to pass out. But my grandpa on my dad’s side, I loved him so much!! He always kept coke (in the old fashioned glass bottles), ice cream and cookies stocked for me and my sister. I went with my dad one time over to his parents house. Y grandma wasn’t there. So I grabbed the cantaloupe out of the fridge along with a fork and knife. I went into their living room and turned cartoons on. I sat on the floor and used the lid to the container as a plate to cut up the cantaloupe into smaller pieces and just helped myself. I remember my dad and grandpa came in and my dad started to say something. My grandpa stopped him and said “she can have as much as she wants. I can always buy another cantaloupe”.
This is terrific!
This is DELIGHTFUL! More more more all of this vodcast!
I viewed My maternal Grandma as our family's matriarch.
Cats just chilling. Looks I've gets a pat. Cat loves filming.
Not a southern Grandma story but my grandpa was known to stand up in the middle of the service, take his jacket off, put his sweater vest on and put his jacket on every service. And he always sat in the middle of the pews.
Also an elder gentleman in a church I went to as a teen every Sunday when it was 12 no matter what would stand up and walk out.
My paw-paw loved grape Kool-aid and always had it made in the house. I grew up calling it "paw-paw juice."
My maternal grandmother was a pool secretary for Project Bluebook in Dayton, Ohio. We didn't get to see her that much until I was an adult, and she moved in with my mom and dad. She was not the "cook" grandmother either.
My grandmother helped raise me. Translation: She scared off every babysitter my parents ever hired just so she could take me and my sibling to her house and babysit us. She lived in the same neighborhood. I am so thankful she did that, because she was the best role model I could have asked for, and yes, she was a southern grandma.
I had a Nona (nah-na; paternal grandmother). Pronounced the way Talia said but spelled it with an O instead.
And then had a Grandma(maternal) and a Nanny (maternal step grandmother). Grandfather's were/are both Papa (paw-paw).
I miss all my grandparents... only have my mom's dad left..
💛...perfect...
PAW Patrol live at Grandparents summer camp- what could be better?!?
Where do y'all see yourselves as grandparents in the future? Waiting for that skit! 😂😂
Ryan, you can get those strawberry candies at Dollar Tree. At least in the north 😊.
As a Southern Grandpa, I think my grandkids are twice as much fun as my kids were.
Ryan talking about his grandma reminds me of growing up and summers with grandmother( Dad's mom). I called my maternal grandparents Granny and Papa. I also had a bonus set of grands growing up Grandma V and Grandpa JD
My grandma was the preacher's wife and was pretty proper...but I do remember the games of Skip-Bo and early morning coffee
My dad used to say that if he knew how great being a grandpa was, he would have skipped being dad and go straight to grandpa
Never went to summer camp. My grandma's house for a few days was my summer camp. I would sleep in a side room with a view of the street and a lone light pole. There is no house hotter than your grandma's house in the summer.
When I had my first, he was the first grandchild and great-grandchild on both sides of the family. I didn't grow up in the south, but my parents did, so I asked everyone what they wanted to be called.
My grandparents were already Grandad and Granny so that stayed, and my husband's grandmother was Grandma so she became Great Grandma. My father-in-law and his wife were Grandpap and Nana and my mil is Grammie. They all lived far away, so their names stuck. My parents were nearby and Grandma stayed, but my dad was never called Grandpa except by us. Once my son started talking, he became Pop because he would set my son on the counter while he made popcorn.
My son couldn't say Uncle Kevin, but my brother was always playing soccer or hackysack, so he got called Ball for a long time, and then eventually just Uncle.
My grandaddy had circus peanuts, fruit slices (the gummy ones) and pork skins and Granny had a container of Debbies, mostly oatmeal cream pies 😕but occasionally nutty buddies or fudge rounds. My other Granny and Grandaddy had fudge bars or ice cream sandwiches for us.
My mom's mom and stepdad were Gammy and Dick (his name is Richard), which only became awkward to say when I found out what that was 😂 her dad and stepmom were Daddy Don and Millie. My dad (called Dub by everyone) passed before i had kids sadly, but my mom is Amma Jo (abba means wise father and amma is wise mother). My dad's parents are still alive and everyone still refers to them as Grandmama and Grandaddy ❤ This video was a wonderful way to pull up those memories with all of them from when i was a kid! Thanks- yall are awesome!
Those little strawberry candies are filler items in Hickory Farms gift baskets.
The first time I saw my mom interacting with my son (her oldest grandson), I flat out asked, "Who are you and what have you done with my mother?!" She became a totally different person. In a good way.
Hello. How are you doing Mrs 🌹🌹
I had Grandmother and Granny. Granny being my Mother's mother. Grandmother, by the time I can remember her, didn't have her own place. Her husband passed away before I was born. She would just be bounced around between my Aunts and Uncles on my Dad's side. She passed away when I was about 7 so I didn't have the "Grandmother experience" with her.
Granny was also widowed before I was born, I think by Mom was around 16 when he died so I have no Grandfather experience at all.
Granny (when I knew her) lived with her two widowed sisters in town (Memphis) and I would spend time over there some. No TV. Oh, they had one, but it was always on the soaps. Granny liked her "stories".
One of my cousin's grandmothers was "Gram-maw", yep pronounced just like that. She was a hoot.
Loud mouthed, a little off color but always fun. I guess I had more of a grandmother experience with her than my own. This would be my mother's sister's husband's mother, if you can follow that...
I and my brother married sisters. When my brother and his wife had their first child, her mom was asked what she wanted to be called. She said she would let the little girl decide. She didn't want to be Grandmother, Nana, Granny or any of the other common names. So no one prompted her to a name. Her grandaddy would say "go ask grandmother" and her mother would say "we're going over to the nice lady's house". Then one day she came out with Granlady and it stuck. My mom (and my brother's mom obviously) was Granny like our Granny. Both grand fathers became Grandaddy but it was Grandaddy (last name) for each. Granlady...what a great name! Now my sister in law is "Granlady".
Our grandkids call us Grumpy and G'ma.
My parents are from Alabama, but I was born and raised in Chicago. I never know my fraternal grandparents (long, long sordid story there), but my maternal grandma TERRIFIED me. My parents would take an RV and we'd go down to Alabama and visit, and my twin and I would plan on how to escape if we needed, because grandma was TERRIFYING. She wasn't to the adults, but to a 5 year old girl...nope, nope nope. Very stoic, and when she would try to play with us it scared the living bejesus out of us.
When I became a grandma, I had to find my grandma name as the ones I liked were taken. I found a name in a book that I liked: NONI. Our 2nd grandson gave my husband his name of POPS.
You can get those strawberry candies at Dollar Tree.
Never had any grand parents. I love Diane
I'm going to be serious for a moment I think grandma and pawpaw should make a good faith afford to pass along family history and what times were like back in the day.. Once the grandparents are gone those stories will be lost forever.. But grandparents sometimes don't talk about their personal history or the times they grew up in because who wants to hear about that or maybe its too painful in any case they should tell stories about themselves their parents and grandparents.
But from personal experience and seeing what others go through when parents pass on you want to know your family history and want to hear stories about them, their parents and grandparents.
In our family the first grand kid gets to name the grandparents. Because my first grandchild lived 3,000 miles away, we didn't get to see each other often. But we talked a lot on the phone. My daughter called me MA. So when he heard her say GEE MA, he thought that was my name. SO I am G'ma. My mother was Ninny. Once again the first grand son named her that. She wanted to be Nanaw, but he didn't like that. 🌻🤟🌻
My maternal grandmother was indeed the matriarch.
I bet you could get one of those boys to go to Leesburg with you. That way nobody would worry about y'all.
My mom tells my kids that if she had known grandkids were so much fun, she would've skipped me altogether! 😂😅😂
My grandmother adopted me and I didn’t know she was my grandmother till I was about 17 years old. After I found out I didn’t know what to think because I never knew I had a grandmother the whole time. She died when I was 25 a couple months before I was 26 but she did meet our first born before he was one. I became close with my biological mother and found out my grandmother stole me from my biomom threatening she would hurt her if she didn’t give me up for adoption to my grand mother. I didn’t even know she was my biological mother till I turned 17 which sucks. Being 30 now I am building that relationship with her and I’m learning all these things that I wish I had known before. So I guess I never had a grandmother to begin with in reality.
Wait… wait wait all this time I thought Talia and Adam were married 😂 until Adam said “my parents recently became grandparents”
You’re not the only one😂me too!
The strawberry candy that is wrapped in red and green cellophane to vaguely suggest a strawberry? Here in Atlanta, I have seen them at random convenience \ gas stations on Memorial Dr. (Where I live), an in Little 5 Pts.
International southern grandparents
Love your cat!!
Cats.
I can find in the strawberry candies in the dollar tree
I know right where that water park is in Bama I used to drive walmart grocery runs close to that park just never had the chance to go to it since I was doing multiple stores per nightb
I lost my last grandparent 3 weeks shy of her 107th birthday in 2018. I called her Gimma. My Papa, her husband, passed in 2008 at 97. And my paternal grandmother, I called her Mama (not pronounced like momma! More like eh... Idk how to write the sound!) 😅