So, I’m all alone takin’ care of Grandpa this afternoon. After lunch he asked me if I was going to take a nap when he did. I said yes. This was around 3:00 p.m.

So I stretched out on the couch and put the news on in the background because I knew it would lull me to sleep.

At 4:30 I heard tapping on the floor (Grandpa uses his grabber to tap the floor to let us know he’s up).

I went in his room to get him up and he said, “I gave you an extra half hour of sleep.”

“You did? Wow, thanks dad,” I replied.

Then he says, “I tapped on the floor at 4:00, but you didn’t come.”

It was then I realized that he hadn’t been as gracious as he led me to believe.

“Oh, so you really didn’t give me and extra half hour, I took one,” I said. “Thanks for nothin’!” I joked.

He got a funny look on his face and proceeded to try and convince me that he had given me and extra half hour.

“I always get up at 4:00,” he said. “You didn’t come in until 4:30. Just because you didn’t hear me, doesn’t mean I didn’t give you an extra half hour.”

I beg to differ… Nice try Grandpa. Problem is, you can’t get out of the bed by yourself!