As I was straightening up the bathroom, I overheard Ethan and hubs wrestling with each other in the bedroom. Hubs grunted and groaned as Ethan's pointy elbows made contact with his nether regions, and Ethan, of course, laughed with delight.
But suddenly, I heard Ethan yell out, "Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!"
Hubs, I'm sure, was as puzzled as I was, because I heard him ask Ethan, "Why are you calling me Grandpa? Am I really that old?"
The wrestling stopped when Ethan answered matter of factly, "Dad, you said to yell 'Grandpa' when I have had enough wrestling, or I'm in pain."
Through his laughter (and mine), hubs replied, " No Ethan. I said to yell, 'Uncle!' "
"Uncle? But why would you yell uncle?" Ethan questioned.
And, after thinking about it a bit, I think that I am with Ethan. Why not Grandpa? Or Aunt? Or Second cousin once removed?
After all, it's all relative. (Ha! I couldn't resist!)