I was walking through the local supermarket the other day when I saw a grandfather walking around with his 2 year old grandson. It was obvious that the grandpa wasn't having an easy time of it, with the siren-like voice of his cherished youngling scaling upwards every time candy or toys came into view.
The grandfather, however, kept his cool, and intoned softly to the child: "Jimmy, relax, it won't take long."
When the screaming didn't stop, the grandpa continued: "Jimmy, there's no reason to get angry, try to enjoy this walk and in a minute we'll be on the way home, promise."
When I came out of the store I saw them in the parking lot, the child screaming and the older man still talking softly and quiety to him. I couldn't help myself. I walked over to him.
"Sir," I said, "I have to say you are an amazing grandfather. The way you talk to the boy and keep your calm despite all of this screaming - Jimmy's a lucky kid to have a grandpa like you."
"Thanks," said the grandfather, "but I'm Jimmy. This little bugger's name is Anthony."
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