Teaching the littleun about yardwork and coffee breaks. And spiders.

“Spidurrrr!!” cries he.

“Spider? Oh yah, that’s a spider.”

“Spidurrrr!!”, he repeats, still unsure of the situation.

“It’s ok. It won’t get you.”

“Won’t get youuuu?”

“No, unless it’s a jumpy spider.”

“Ohhhhh”

“Let’s see… what kind IS it? Hmmm.” [we get closer]

[me] “A JUMPY SPIDER!!! AHHHH”

[he] “Ahhhhhh!!!!1!!”

No jumping on the bed with shoes on yer feet. Even grampa has rules

Twenty minutes of non-stop jumping on the bed.

Not me, the grandtoddler. Gramp just encouraged it the whole time.

Littleun called it quits by laying on his back finally with a big, “AAAAAAHHHHH”

My job here is done tonight