It is always amusing the things we do with our grandfathers. When I was a kid, I remember going to visit my paternal grandfather and all of the kids would hide outside the front window in the yard, waiting ever so {Impatiently} for the perfect opportunity to strike.
Once Grandpa sat down with his cup of coffee, we would sneak in the front door, tip toe behind Grandma and Grandpa's chairs to sneak a taste of Grandpa's yummy ever soooo SWEET and creamy coffee (looking back I am not sure there was actually coffee in that cup {hmmm}. That was the goal anyway, we were usually met with an equally sneaky grandpa who would proceed to tickle us, give us wet willies and shower us with the love and affection that only a Grandpa can give.
Our kids are no different. They have created a very special bond with their grandparents. Once of which happens to be "Butt Kickin". When Papa is around you can be sure that there will be some good ole' Butt Kickin to be had. The kids pile on, get piled up and the laughing never seems to stop.
Not to worry though, it never gets "toooo" rough, see how -A- went and sat himself down right underneath it all!
