I love my grandchildren dearly...I call them my gift from God. It's your reward for having to raise your children and be so fatherly all the time!..So yesterday I come home from work. We had a lunch meeting here at the station and I spilled a bit of salad dressing on my shirt..not good!.I walk in Carol says come to the laundry roon and take that shirt off so I can clean it up. My 4 year old Greyson ,who is truly an old soul, takes one look at me without my shirt on and proceeds to blurt out......PaPoo (thats what they all call me)...you have BOOBS just like mommy!!...Oh that was just perfect!...I crept upstairs and put on a shirt .......and laughed
