So I’m living with my grandparents, right? And let me tell you, they are hysterical. First of all, their love language is this weird, yelling, verbal obnoxious-ness but not really thing. Like Grammie bumps into Grandpa and he goes, “Hey! Hey! Excuse me, I didn’t mean to bump you.” Random, right? Only a couple who’s been married for almost 60 years can do that.
Grandpa is also the king of corny jokes. I think my best memory of him during my childhood is him telling my sisters and me this joke series:
Q: what does Batman do first thing in the morning?
A: He goes to the batroom.
Q: What’s the second thing Batman does in the morning?
A: He puts on his batrobe.
The other funny thing about Grandpa is that he does all the cooking and food prep in the house. As in, I come upstairs in the morning and he’s poured my cereal for me. Yup. I’m spoiled rotten. :)
Hope you enjoy this tidbit from my grandpa! :)