A grandparental funny understanding of this life

mightmom13

So DD's grandparents who do pick up the 3 days a week DD is at "school" (daycare now with a soon to be preschool curriculum) insisted on meeting me for pick up at the new school to "know what to do." At this point I was like whatever but knew we looked insane as 3 people were there to pick up one child - I mean it's not THAT difficult. Any who - the following discussions took place while learning the clock-in/out system:

Grandpa: Pick an easy username like her birthday

Me: Don't you think that would be a little too easy. Do you know my phone number?

Grandma: Yes

Grandpa: I have to look it up every time but yeah.

Me: Well it's my phone number xxx-xxxx, I'll write it down. PIN preferences?

Grandpa: How about her birthday? *sarcasm increasing*

Me: Fine - do you know her birthday?

Grandpa: *pause* yes

Me: OK, it is xxxx to verify.

Grandma: "What's this?" while looking at the various cards and stopping on an ABA Autism place

Me: Oh that's blank and blank but they moved, there is a good one up north though

Grandpa: What is that?

Me: It's a therapy place for kids with autism.

Grandpa: Who's it for?!

Grandma: K (my nephew, their grandchild with the intense untreated ODD)

Me: *trying to not roll any eyes*

Grandpa to Me: So where are you sending DD to school?

Me: Uh, here for now.

Grandpa: No, like for real school  - you know elementary school?

Me: *about just slammed my head down at this point* I don't know dad, not where we live. 

Also when DD was asked by her new teacher to put away her toy before leaving (yes she was playing WITH stack blocks) Grandpa" Ohhh, disipline." I wanted to just run far, far away - holy hades my friends.