John has been sick. He is the youngest grandson, a 4 year old trying to mix in with the world of his 9 year old cousins. They don't always have patience with him, and being the youngest, he gets shoved aside sometimes when they are tired of him.
John had a flush on his face yesterday, cheeks so red that his mom took him to the doctor. The red cheeks were caused by Fifth disease, also known as Slap disease, for the obvious reasons.
Gramps walked into the living room later that day and saw the three oldest sitting quietly on the couch, watching television. He threw his hands on his hips and said in the booming voice he uses when he means no nonsense:
"John has Slap disease. I want to know... who's been slapping John?!"
He said all three of their mouths dropped open in shock, like baby birds in a nest, as they loudly started protesting their innocence.
He was doubled over in laughter, telling me about it.
Sometimes, Gramps can be as evil as Grammy is.
...life is good.
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