All four grandparents in the same place, plus baby. That’s pretty cool. In addition to having a lot in common, they all share the opinion that they have a pretty adorable grandson. But what would you expect from a gathering of grandparents? A frank and objective discussion of his flaws?
You can’t sit around for three hours talking exclusively about how cute the grandson is, so they found other topics of conversation, including cars, which led to this classic grandparently utterance:
“I don’t think I dated you when you had a Studebaker.”
Tell Conrad that story in 15 years and he’ll be convinced we were all wearing homespun clothes and eating hardtack.
Lots of photos added to his Flickr page today, by the way, including this one, which cracks me up for some reason:
