Night at Grandma’s House

“Night at Grandma’s House,” Friend, July 1991, 24

Night at Grandma’s House

When I spend the night at Grandma’s,

I sleep in my mother’s bed,

In the room that she once slept in,

Where at night her prayers were said.

And I bathe in Grandma’s bathtub

With its funny little feet,

And for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,

Have what I like best to eat.

Grandma lets me have some cocoa

In a special, flowered cup;

Instead of bed at eight o’clock,

She says I may stay up.

I guess it is no secret,

But as plain as it can be—

I love to go to Grandma’s house

And be her “company.”

Illustrated by Shauna Mooney