Grandboy: “…boss baby.”

Me: Would you like to be a boss baby?

Grandboy: No.

Me: Why not?

Grandboy: Why do you always ask me things? AAUGH that’s like me asking me your deepest darkest secret.

Me: Ok.

Grandboy: So… What IS your deepest darkest secret?

Me: That I have a grandson who doesn’t want to tell me why he doesn’t like to be a boss baby.

Grandboy: AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH

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Later:

Grandboy: Are you writing this? Stop writing this.

Me: Why?

Grandboy: Because.

Me: It doesn’t matter, no one reads these anyway 🙂

Grandboy: O you’re the best grandpa ever.

Me: Yes.

Grandboy (looking over my shoulder): I DID NOT SAY THAT.

Me: Hee hee