Saturday I got to spend some much needed time with him before going out on a date. We headed over to the bowling alley and did his most favorite thing in the world: play some pool. He is about half the size of the pool table but boy is he good at it. I remember playing with him when I was younger, I had no idea what I was doing. Last year I played pool almost every single day on campus with some friends, so when I took my first shot on Saturday my grandpa was pleasantly surprised that I could put up a fight. One large pizza, a bag of chips and 3 hours later, my grandpa and I walked out of the bowling alley happy as clams.
I love my grandpa, I am so grateful for all he does for us.
|I know it's a little blurry but it was too cute not to put up.|