Gwumpa what you doin’?

I was walking down the hallway, off to bed and notice the grandboy’s door handle sloooooowly turning.

So I stand at the door. And wait.

The door silently opens a tiny bit and I see a lone eyeball peeking out.

I wait.

Then comes the little voice: “Gwumpa what you doin’?”

Me (trying to look and sound stern): “What are YOU doin’?”

“Nothin’ gwumpa” (door is still only cracked open and the eye unblinking)

“Then go do nothin’ in your room.”

“Okay gwumpa” The door silently closes, eye still staring me down, then I hear the click of the latch. And then a giggle.

Some movie moments can’t be caught on film 🙂

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