Another glorious weekend with grandpa took place. As you get older it takes you less and less time to get aquainted with grandpa... which, I'm sure, he loves!
So this weekend, grandpa brought up a kitty scratching post (that he made himself). The cat from hell LOVES it... and he also invented a new game for the two of you to play together... the BOBsled.
This is a game in which you sit in your toy box (emptied of toys, of course) and grandpa pushes and pulls you around as though you are in a sled. Being the clever grandpa that he is, he decided to call this activity, the BOBsled (since grandpa's name is BOB). Yep! you got your brains and wit from me and I got my brains (half, at least) and wit from grandpa.
As the morning progressed, and grandpa's herniated disc in his back was giving out, we decided to switch activities. We turned from the BOBsled to a barber shop. You decided to try your hand at grooming and tending to grandpa's facial hair... And what a wonderful job you did!
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