Willie Wonka and Grandpa’s Gallbladder
So Grandpa wakes me up at 2:00 in the morning and says he’s having a heart attack. He’s points to his gallbladder.
“That’s not where your heart is,” I inform him.
“Awe bunk,” he says. Robert hears the commotion and gets up to go to the bathroom.
“Tell him where his heart is,” I say. He shows him.
“You had too much rich food for your birthday, Grandpa – sirloin steak, ice cream and half a Willie Wonka chocolate bar.”
Don’t Mess With the Mess Hall!
Grandpa:”I need “three” prunes!”
Jill:”You’ve been leaving one in the dish every day for the last week. I’m only giving you two.”
Grandpa:”I “NEED” three prunes!
Jill:”Only if you’re going to eat them. I don’t want to have to go to the store any sooner then I have to. I run a tight ship! You were in the Army . . . I mean Navy . . . I mean Air Force! Don’t “mess” with the mess hall!
If you want three prunes, you’d better eat them!”
First Lady
Grandpa’s wide awake this morning. Says to hubby, “You need to run for president, RFN (Robert Frank Novak).
Then he says, “That would make you the first lady.”
“Oh, I forgot about that part, I said. “No, way!”
We all agreed that once a year there should be a day when politicians can only use sign language. We can see them all gesturing: gimme, gimme, gimme!
Spoiling Grandpa
Grandpa couldn’t find his roll of “Forever” stamps, but Bob said he knew where they were.
Anna also offered to help. “I’ll help you get them after dinner, Grandpa.” she said.
“I’m overwhelmed,” Grandpa said marveling at everyone’s willingness to help.
“I’m spoiled!” he added.
It’s fun to spoil Grandpa!
