Charlie Update

We were walking into Walmart. Charlie grabbed Grandma and pulled her out of the road. "Grandma, you might get run over", he said. "Then we'll have to get a new Grandma". I asked him if I get to pick the new Grandma, but he said he gets to pick. Darn it.

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Charlies new thing: When you go into his room, he says, "Welcome to my room. These are my toys, and my new bed." No more HGTV for him.

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I've found that when I'm at my best, Charlie thinks I'm an idiot. When I'm the most inept, Charlie thinks I'm the coolest ever. Let me give you a couple of examples.

- Charlie got a train set from Santa (and Visa). I'd read the instructions carefully, and was ready to assemble the 8,253 microscopic pieces. I was completing it at a speed that would thrill a bald redneck factory manager, but Charlie wasn't impressed. He kept trying to take the job from me, and when I protested he rolled his eyes as if to say " stupid old Grandpa". He was surprised I completed it at all.

- We were cruising down the Dale road the other night and out of nowhere, splash! I'd driven into water that was over the road, which is a very bad thing. I immediately reverted to a string of words I'd learned in the service as I dropped the Jeep in four wheel drive and eased my way out of the newly formed lake. With my adrenaline hitting an all time high, I heard Charlie laughing in the back. "Cool, Papaw. Do again. Do again!" We will never do that again. Charlie did learn a lot of new words, though.

I guess when I try to teach Charlie I could poke myself in the eye occasionally to keep him admiring me.