So, we went up to the Original Pancake House to meet Grandpa for dinner tonight. His phone was on silent, so by the time I actually got ahold of him, he didn't have time to meet us. Oh, well. I like pancakes regardless.
We went back to Grandpa's house to hang out, because the learning quartet is staying there for the Festival of Harmony. The quartet is half here at 10:35, so I'm not entirely sure if we'll hear them sing.
He was a little crazy man tonight: running around the house, getting into everything that he isn't nailed down. ...and that's just until he figures out how to use a claw hammer.
He liked listening to the baritone and bass barbershop, though. Tomorrow will be fun with all the boys singing at the Festival.