Every Saturday morning Grandpa Walt found himself babysitting his three grandchildren…all boys.
The kids always wanted to play ”war,” and Grandpa somehow always got coaxed into the game.
His daughter came to pick up the kids early one Saturday and witnessed Grandpa take a fake shot as Jason pointed a toy gun and yelled,
“Bang!”
Grandpa slumped to the floor and stayed there motionless.
The daughter rushed over to see if he was all right.
Grandpa opened one eye and whispered,
”Sh-h-h, I always do this. It’s the only chance I get to rest.”
