Buddy (that's my dad's "grandfather" name) certainly gets plenty of "affection" when he comes out for a visit. Between the kid massages and leg weights, it's a wonder he always leaves Utah in one piece. I'm still not quite sure how three kids, all overcome with the hilarity of their antics, manage to stay fixed on Buddy's two legs, but somehow they do!
The new game this trip was giving Buddy "deep tissue" massages. It started with (what else?) toilet paper draped over the sore area and ended with leaping and pouncing. It all looks so relaxing... good thing Buddy is in good shape and is such a great sport!
|The "tissue" part of the deep tissue massage|
|Ben has a unique style when it comes to the massage part...|
|...but no grandfathers were (permanently) harmed in the making of this blog post.|