On the 101 list is a cemetary...I thought we'd walk through one. Instead, the boys were along for the burial of Grandpa Bob. He is in a cemetary with his parents, so we got to see all of the heritage that goes into such a place. 
Because none of us, especially Grandpa, go for the weepy weepy thing, we had a reception at my grandparents best friend's home. We all swapped fun memories, trying to make one another laugh the way he would.
The boys did a great job of keeping a smile on Granmda's face, whether because of hugs, kisses, getting them to chase her, or stealing her cake.
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