Mom and Dad called last night from the hospital and put the phone to Grandpa's ear so I could talk to him, which was good. I couldn't hear him say anything but they said he knew who I was and said something. I told him I loved him, that I wished I could be there, that I'm praying for him.
I do have two things to add to Heather's list, although she said most of the good ones already:
- Him offering (threatening?) to pull our teeth out with a pliers when we told him they were loose.
- Grandpa's version of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Winner gets to slap the other person's hand-- hard!