All that we do...
Saturdays are by far our fullest days. Grandpa gets shaved (an art I have mastered!), gets bathed, gets his foot dressing changed, gets his meds for the week refilled, gets clean bedding put on, gets a room deep clean, gets game time with the kids, and manages to squeeze in a cocktail (which I have also mastered the art of making with an especially insignificant amount of alcohol unbeknownst to him).
Tonight included a competitive game of Sorry!, which grandpa won despite our noises, grunts, and pretend hooju over the cards in hopes that the next card would not lead to his win. And then the real fun started....grandpa got to experience "Wiggle." His response: is this in the music category of comedy?! Only 12 year old girls would buy that and find it enjoyable! I have never looked for a woman with a big, fat butt!" And this is his wiggle face, in between the head shaking and eye covering...
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