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  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    There's a lot of excitement in our small family. We have a new baby–that is, Uber Son and his wife have brought forth their third. Babies are something we know something about. And we also know–experience cannot be denied–how hard it can be to juggle taking care of a newborn while also meeting the needs of two young children, a spouse, a home and mealtimes. We know how helpful it is to have another pair of hands–especially hands that can drive a car and take a child to piano lessons, get another to soccer practice, race to the supermarket for supplies, cook meals that can be frozen for use on another day–and bring the nursing mother a glass of water while that new baby is taking nourishment (oh the thirst when you're nursing).

    Paterfamilias and I just spent several days as extra pairs of hands. This is, of course, a basic service that comes with being parents of grown children.  But when we leave–we live a seven-hour drive to the south–both Paterfamilias and I key in on the same thing: How will they manage? I am distraught that I can't offer to spend another week or two to help. (It's something called a job.) What, after all, am I here for if not to help when help is needed. I look at my schedule and try to figure out when I can come back.

    Paterfamilias has another solution. He sends them a check, earmarked for paying for babysitters. Get them often, he writes in his note.

    It's practical. It's helpful. And it's also appreciated. And it's what we parents of grown children can do when we can't do the job ourselves.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    When you lend your grown kids money–and it's a loan, not a gift–you may be risking a whole new set of pressures on your relationship. "What seems straightforward can become a straitjacket if families aren't
    careful," a recent news story reports. It asks the key questions:  How do you keep family harmony when money is given to one
    child and not others? What happens if a son or daughter can't — or
    won't — repay the loan?

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    Vacationing with adult children is a whole new world–from getting to know them (and their habits) all over again to issues over who's paying for what and who's making the decisions. I'll be blogging about that all summer long, but meanwhile there's this story by a dad who's a professional traveler–he was escorting a large tour on a worldwide trip and brought his adult daughter along. He doesn't describe any pain in traveling with his now-grown daughter–just the wonder at her wonder at seeing the world's greatest sights.

    He starts off witih his most trenchant point:"One reality most families eventually deal with is
    that when your kids grow up, graduate from college and begin a life of
    their own, it is easy to grow apart, particularly if they live a
    distance away. They have their own friends,
    interests and want their independence. It is a rare opportunity to have
    them set aside a few weeks to just be with you."

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    A college professor takes a crack at pinpointing when an adolescent becomes an adult. It's not as easy as he thinks.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    This just in from MSNBC. It's not only a look at what we do that our grown children don't like, it asks for anecdotes–outrageous is what it requests.  The headline says it all: Grandparents Behaving Badly. Check it out.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    When paterfamilias and I bought our house–the one we're still living in–our children were five and six years old. My mother flew up from her condo in Florida to help with the dirty work of moving in. She and I hand-transferred to the new house a fragile antique wall clock and a gold-framed mirror that used to be hers but were now mine. Paterfamilias and I were taking up the carpeting the former owner had nailed down all over the house. We had the wood floors stained and burnished before we moved in. What I remember most about those first few days in the new house is my mother carrying things back and forth between kitchen and dining room, rags wrapped around her bare feet. "This is a good way to keep the floors buffed," she told me as she shuffled around. "You should do this all the time."

    I'm reminded of this because Alpha Daughter just bought her first house. She closed on it on a Friday, and we flew up on Saturday to look it over. She and her husband were planning to strip out the old carpet and redo the floors before moving in. While we were poking around the front yard and inspecting its bushes, a neighbor came by–all big hellos and welcomes and wanting to know who was moving in. Then another neighbor appeared on the street. The first neighbor waved her over. "Lois," she said, "here's the new family that's moving in, and it comes with a Bubbe."

    That would be me. Bubbe is Yiddish for a granny. And there certainly was a very active five-year-old clambering up and down and around the front steps. But use of the term was a bit of a shock for me–I'd always thought of a Bubbe as a person who's sidelined to the back seat of the car–a person who's no longer part of the main events of family life. Part of what happens as our children get older, something my friend Marian, the psychiatrist, calls "flattening the heirarchy." Others use the term Bubbe in a more benign way–as the neighbor did, to connote that the parents of the new owners were around.

    This Bubbe, unfortunately, doesn't come with the house. Paterfamilias and I live a ten-hour drive away. I may never tie rags around my bare feet as my mother did. But like her, I hope to be there on moving day to help out with whatever needs doing. It's what we parents of grown children do, whether we think of ourselves as a Bubbe or not.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    Here's a shocker of a report: Grown children are moving back in with their parents. Not just the 20 somethings who are starting to make their way in the world, but the 40s and even 50s who have been out in the world and on their own. The slumping economy and credit crunch have a lot to do with it. You might say, everything to do with it.

    The trend has become notable in the past six months. The grown children who move back in are either single, single-again, laid off from a job, unable to make ends meet with the job they have or hoping a brief time at home at no- or low-cost will help them put together the wherewithal to buy a house or move up in the world. You can read a recent AP story here.

    One point the story makes is this: Such moves can be a drain on parental retirement resources, and financial advisers are saying that they have to show their clients–the parents–where to draw the financial line.

    It's a point an AARP story makes even when it's younger grown children who move back home. There's a need to plan for it–emotionally as well as fiscally.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    During the last few years of my mother’s life, a visit to her (she lived in another city, an airplane ride away) generally meant a peek at a little list she kept.  She wanted me to know what her assets were and where–a CD at this bank, a safe deposit key at another one.  I came to think of it as “The Chat.”
    It gave me the creeps.

    Yet, I’ve started wondering whether paterfamilias and I ought to be having “the chat” with our offspring. We’re believers in share-it-now, help-them-when-they-need-it. But we’re also husbanding what we’ll need for an independent and comfortable retirement.  We’re not [presumably] close to closing in on the end of our life lines, but you never know what’s coming down the pike.

    So we’re asking ourselves, when is the best time to give our grown children a rundown on the assets we’ll be leaving behind for them? It’s a touchy issue but we don’t want them to have to scramble around to assemble our assets. Maybe the sooner we do it–when we’re in the pink of health and robust in appetite for life–is the better time. Not so creepy. Just the facts.

    I’ve just developed a lot more empathy for my mother and The Chat.

  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    Our friends the Ds are having a baby. Let me rephrase that: Their daughter is having a baby. Her second. Their fifth. Their daughter’s husband called at midnight with the good news: healthy 8-lb boy. By 12:02, Mrs. D was at her computer sending out an email announcement to family and friends.So far, so good–except that her daughter hadn’t called her brother. It was late, the brother had three small children under five years of age and sleep is a precious commodity. The call could wait till morning. The sister-in-law, however, was up at 6, logged onto her computer and got the news by email from her mother.-in-law. Her nose was quite out of joint. She and her husband wanted the joy of the personal announcement from the daughter and brother-in-law. They  were quite resentful about the email.

    I think about that now because we are having a baby. That is, uber son  and his wife are having their third. She is almost a week late and we are in daily communication about when an inducement might take place. Soon, if that baby doesn’t make it’s way into the world by week’s end. So I bring up the question about who will tell uber-son’s sister. Does he mind if we do?
    He is dumbfounded by the question. "We’re a close family," he says. "Who cares who calls first?"

    Presumably, it’s the mass email that’s less than a charm. A call is still personal. Email’s OK for friends and far-flung family but not for the nuclear ties that bind. At least this is the note I’ve made to myself.

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  • PARENTING GROWN CHILDREN: The children may be grown but we still have our issues.

    And now for something competely different. While all the recent studies show how generous we aging Baby Boomers have been to our adult children, a study just out of Great Britain suggests our children have been equally as generous to us.

    The study found that one in 10 of our adult children have given us money, according to insurer
    Scottish Widows. Moreover, six out of 10 people who have given money
    to their parents said they had wanted to help them, 34% said
    their parents needed the money more than they did.

    The study, which refers to the phenomenon as "sap back," found that one reason parents
    were asking their adult children for cash was "likely to be
    because they had given them money in the past that had been earmarked
    for their retirement."

    Previous research by the group found that
    22% of parents had helped
    their children buy a house or repay debt.

    Anne
    Young, a savings expert at Scottish Widows, said in a follow-up newspaper article that "the glaring hole
    in parents’ finances will need to be replaced somehow, whether by
    sapping funds back from their children or by other means."

    The story also noted that "earlier
    this month, Prudential identified a growing trend for parents to go one
    step further by moving in with their children as a means of saving
    money."

    As they say in the texting world, OMG.