My Buddy Ed In Florida sends along one of those typical "grandparent" e-mails chock full o' cuteness, such as this:
13. A 6-year-old was asked where his grandma lived. "Oh," he said, "she lives at the airport, and when we want her, we just go get her. Then, when we're done having her visit, we take her back to the airport."
My reply? "My favorite granddaughter quote of late (just this past July, as a matter of fact)... 'Hey Grandpapa... ready for another beer?"'
They're all grown up now, with kids of their own. These two, anyway.