Where's The Love?
I don't know about you, but when I think of grandparents and newborns I think about spoiling and love and all those warm and fuzzy feelings that make live worth living. Apparently though things in the Angelina Jolie family are just a bit more formal. In one of the many reports about the Brangelina twins, there is a story going around that Jon Voight sent a gift basket to his newborn grand kids. There were the usual gifts. You know, bibs, blankets, booties, and a DVD box set of his greatest works. Nothing wrong with that except for the fact that the gift was signed "Dear Vivienne and Knox — Bienvenue! xx JV."
Who the hell is JV? Are the kids supposed to run around calling grandpa, Jon? When is the last time you heard any grandfather tell the grand kids to call him by his name? What about all the cool names like Poppop or Pawpaw or Gramps, or Bastard as his daughter so affectionately refers to him?
To me this screams of either a made up story or a note sent by an assistant. At least I hope it is because this really does not seem like a great first step on the road to a warm and loving familial relationship.
Who the hell is JV? Are the kids supposed to run around calling grandpa, Jon? When is the last time you heard any grandfather tell the grand kids to call him by his name? What about all the cool names like Poppop or Pawpaw or Gramps, or Bastard as his daughter so affectionately refers to him?
To me this screams of either a made up story or a note sent by an assistant. At least I hope it is because this really does not seem like a great first step on the road to a warm and loving familial relationship.