“Gwumpa I sorry i sneak out and eat cupcakes when you were sleeping.”
“Why did you sneak out? You know you aren’t supposed to sneak while everyone’s sleeping. That can be a problem.”
“I know gwumpa it’s just that my brain my big brain keeps telling me to think about cupcakes and i don’t know how to stop it.”
The grandboy, coming up with a failed reason to delay the inevitable:
“But gwumpa i no need to clean my room.” [thinks] “I know! I will clean it on Sunday.”
“But today IS Sunday.”
“Oh.”
Lesson learned today about researching before committing to action…
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The passing on of family traditions and lines of thought is so important. Today the grandboy was pretending to be a shark.
“You afwaid, you afwaid of me gwumpa?”
Playing along, i said yes, i was afraid.
I recognized the gleam in his eye as he saw I had fallen into his trap.
“NICE TO MEET YOU, AFWAID! I IS A SHARK”
Hehehe well played, youngun, well played
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