Did You Kiss My Grandma?

Golden Bachelor Week 6

Cutness overload alert!

I’m now more convinced than ever that The Bachelor franchise may have hired a bunch of child actors to play the women’s grandkids for the hometown dates.

Last night, Gerry traveled to visit the three remaining contestants and their sisters, kids, grandkids, and various other family members. And, despite his commitment that he would only say “I love you” once, he totally blew it and told two of the three women that he loved them.

His main reason for loving women seems to be that he enjoys how they look at him and touch him. But that’s all about him…it’s not really about them.

Anyway, let’s get back to those precocious kids.

They must have been thrilled to see a bunch of TV cameras roll in. They’ll have lots to share at the next “Show and Tell” at their schools. But I wonder what their parents and grandmothers will tell them when they discover that the beloved man they thought would be their “Poppa” chose another woman over their nana. It will be almost as difficult as the “No Santa Claus” or sex ed conversation, I suppose.

As much as I love my reality TV, dragging young kids into your 15 minutes of fame may be crossing a parenting/grandparenting line. (My own daughters once told me very clearly that if I were ever cast on a reality show, they would refuse to appear on camera.) I noticed that the son-in-law of one of the women managed to disappear from the cameras once he was introduced.

So, I guess the point of this is that when someone signs up to appear on a show like this, it automatically becomes a family affair.

And Gerry’s telling little kids that he may love their grandmother only to break their little hearts soon afterward seems a little cruel.

Perhaps that’s why he is sobbing uncontrollably at the end of Episode 6. Saying “I love you” to multiple women is bad enough. But fibbing to kiddos? C’mon dude!

I’m glad the show is almost over, and I can return to posting my regular gritty content about dating >50 rather than the fictionalized version.

(And, in case you’re wondering, I’m rooting for either Faith or Leslie. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that Theresa is “as dumb as a rock” (as Kathy once said on camera), but if I were a guy, I don’t know that she offers much other than her adorable grandkids and “the way she looks at Gerry.”)