Spanish grandparents and American grandparents

I've been living with these grandparents for about 3 weeks now, and the more I am here, the more I notice strange similarities between living with them and living with my host family in Spain.

Similarity one: The layout of my "space".

I get my own room, with my own bathroom. Interestingly enough, the bathroom floor here is as ice cold as it was in Spain.

Similarity two: Force feeding food

I gained 10 pounds in Spain because it was easier to eat all of Manuela's food than to explain, in Spanish, that if I ate all of the food they gave me, I would probably blow over.

Here: They offer me food all the time, which is very nice. But recently, from Grandma, I hear, "are you eating enough honey? what did you have for lunch?" and so on. Apparently I have been undernourished.

Similarity three: Small children

Instead of baby Paco, I often walk into a living room filled with two little girls and their play things. I retreat to my room, to take a nap, and wake up a half hour later to the sounds of whimpering, crying, wailing, coddling, and then finally a few gulps of air that are reduced to sniffles. So much for that nap.

Similarity four: TV watching

Manuela and Paco loved to watch TV, during breakfast lunch and dinner. So do Grandma and Grandpa. They have their spots on the couch (as did M and P), and enjoy very much sitting and watching together. They both sometimes hold hands while watching, too. Cute.

and then, this morning, came the dreaded question...what I thought I was safe from...

Grandpa: (watching me eat breakfast) ...how about some milk?

Conclusion: Grandparents, all over the world, just want you to eat.