Got to spend the day with SkittleKid and MrSquishy the other day.
I took the opportunity to introduce them to the first and finest animated adventure series ever, Jonny Quest. The timing was perfect. SkittleKid is 10, and I remember watching Jonny Quest when I was 10, sitting in the lobby of the hospital where SweaterGal had just given birth to BabySister...because that was back in the day when visiting hours were strict and mere children were not allowed to visit anybody in the hospital anyway.
The grandsons had an appropriate level of interest and respect for the non-computer, yet highly-detailed graphics, and they even were smart enough to be annoyed with Bandit's constant yapping.
After lunch, they started playing demolition derby with several of the toy cars that reside at our house. While discussing who won and how, they mentioned a banana truck.
Me: Banana truck?
SkittleKid: Yeah, it's full of bananas.
Me: Does that mean the dump truck is full of...dump?
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I couldn't even get the sentence all the way out before we all collapsed in decidedly immature laughter.
I love being a grampa.
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