My four year old grandson came over this evening, after giving me a hug and telling me he missed me he asked for help getting his shirt off. I said of course he asked so politely after a brief struggle using only my right hand ( my good side) he let out a heavy sigh and said you know grandpa it word a lot better with two hands.

Now the struggles really began we managed to finally get the shirt off can't disappoint the grand kids.

I think it's a conspiracy. Lol

Peace love, joy and prayers,

Jay