Nana and Papa were babysitting...
Papa's version of this little conversation
Caitlyn: "Papa, I need my foot medicine" (tylenol)
Papa: "I don't know where Mom keeps it"
Caitlyn: "It is right there", pointing to my rubbermaid container high on the shelf in my closet
Papa: "I will have to talk to Mom when she gets home and ask her which one to give you"
Caitlyn: "Let's Skype her"
Papa: smiling, "I don't have my laptop here"
Caitlyn: "Well, we can talk to Mom on the iPad"
Papa: had to grin with pride over the technological abilities of his youngest granddaughter
precious
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