Grandsons

Just got back from B.urger K.ing around the corner.  Jackson is here with his Dad, who needed to work on some electricity.  So I took him to the burger place around the corner.

And he wanted chocolate milk.  Then we went into the play area, which apparently he never had been in before. (have to have a talk with his parents).

I insisted I show him how to climb the two-story slide - you know what those things look like, right?  With the rocket ship on one side, and the sphere on the other?  Yes.  I had to climb and slide with him.  And I did.  No wonder he thinks I'm a buddy.