Bob (I mean Rowdy #2)
I love my grandsons . Sometimes I have to make difficult decisions, watch a movie with my daughter or play a game with the grandsons. The grandsons win every time of course. We were playing Sequence, Rowdy #2 was bored and distracted by the third turn. I said hey Jimmy, John, Joe (the list of names when we can't think of the right one.) "Just call me Bob." Rowdy #2 said and laughed. Bob it is! After he quit the game, we continued to call him Bob . It was no longer funny to Rowdy #2, he asked us politely to stop, "that isn't my name." "Sure we will... Bob!" There may have been a little bit of wine involved, (who am I kidding, there was a lot of wine involved.) We went a little too far calling him Bob . Upset, Rowdy #2 flew up stairs to get away for a bit. I really felt bad, this is my grandbaby, he may be 13 years old, but he is precious to me. I went upstairs, knocked on his door and asked to come in so I can apologize . In the ...