and Pop-pops is not in a good mood about it. Nope, not at all. He'd rather be roaming the lobby and going up & down the stairs a thousand times.
So I took him into the loo with me for a quick picture. That cheered him up. We watched the entire concert, all 3 hours of it, on the monitor. Nana fell asleep, ( i wonder if she snored, hee hee honk shoooo) because as G. said, the pieces they chose were "boring as fuuuuck!" I woulda scolded him, too..but who the fuck am I to talk?
Oh anyway, just look at 'em: these sons of mine! I couldn't be prouder.
