I took the trash out and as I return, I hear Gpa spill his coffee. Though he denies the mess is his, he is the only one at the table.
He grabbed a rag to clean it up. I stopped him so I could take a picture. My daughter asked why? If I don’t take a picture and see this as other than a rotten way to start the day, I’ll have a rotten day.
So I’ll look at it as art, take a picture and be thankful that he cleaned up after himself.