My grandchildren's mother was taking them to school yesterday. (I was tasked with picking them up from school and entertaining them until their Nana finished her matinee with the Blue Cross/Blue Shield peeps.)
So the grandkids are discussing the upcoming afternoon with yours truly: Granddaughter says to Grandson, "Maybe you should stay for the after school program. Just me'll go home with grampa. That'll be good! You can stay, and I'll go with grampa. How about that idea?!"
Grandson objects, "No way! And me miss an afternoon with my best bud?!"
I picked 'em up. Baskin Robbins'ed 'em, took em to the bank for a sucker, past the Walgreen's drive thru, then we went to the park and jumped and swang and screeched and limped around (one of us) until Nana called and said she was on her way home.
We played "Roll the windows up! Grampa!!" and "Roll the windows down Grampa" and "Not that one, the other one Grampa!"
Nana eventually came home, after taking her sweet time, and found the three of us playing Go Fish. She was pleased; grampa was well rewarded.
Grampa one happy guy.
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