
So, it's Sunday. I would like to write about Sunday dinner with Grandpa P. My girls are very amused with him, especially Liz. He has famous lines that he repeats every Sunday. Every Sunday we laugh at them, as if we don't know they are coming. Now, please understand, we don't laugh gratuitously, but genuinely. I guess it's his delivery that gets to us. He used to walk in every Sunday and say, "well Kenny, if we keep this up we're gonna have to put a "lean to" on the side of the house." That progressed to "well Kenny, ya got my lean to built yet?" He doesn't do that so much anymore. He used to ask Rob every Sunday if he was gay. Now that Rob is gone, the minute he sees Kate, he says, "Katie got dumped." Followed by, "oh boy Liz, when are you gonna get dumped, Katie got dumped." I must say that she takes it quite well.
But when it comes to dinner, those are the lines you can count on week after week. We'll start with Ken's prayer.
"Well Kenny, yer gettin' to be as long winded as the preacher!"...or it could be, "I wouldn't have gone to church, if I knew I was going to get a sermon here."
Then it's time to eat. The lines here start off with, "why did you cook so much food Pam...I mean Cindy..Margaret....Karen...Robin".
"I'm so full, I won't have to eat any supper tonight."
"I don't want any more meatloaf!" ...followed by "give me some more of that meat loaf."
Dad, do you want ice cream and cake or canteloupe? "yeah"
Dad, do you want more lemonade? "yeah, only 1/2 a glass" followed in a few minutes by, "hey, give me another glass of that lemonade!"
Here's our favorite: "I'm so full I couldn't eat another bite, what ya got for dessert?"
Life is different than it used to be with my parents. They have mellowed out. Mom just sits quietly and smiles, unless Dad says something inappropriate, then she'll reprimand him. Overall, it's quite pleasant. We enjoy our Sunday dinners. Ask my dad how he's doing...he'll answer, "I'm still above ground!" If you are reading this, you can be thankful for that too!

3 comments:
Oh Grandpa...my favorite is the one where he says he won't eat supper.
haha.. I can hear the whole conversation now. I have gone through my phases of being Cinderalla, and old maid, and then finally asking James to marry me. haha
What nice memories to make and keep! They will always be special and no one can take those away.
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