The wait is over so you'll just have to wait a little while longer. In the meantime, get close to your computer, turn it off, and grab a hot cup of coffee to make you sleepy. It's time for the premiere edition of the third entry of...Illogical Grandma Ichinaga Storytime!
Despite not having my trusty Photoshop, I had to put together this temporary graphic for the long-awaited entry of Illogical Grandma Ichinaga Storytime. I am sure Illogical Grandma Ichinaga thought she was safe from the demented mind of her son-in-law. She was probably just kicking back enjoying the follies of Crazy Grandma and Lazy Grandpa Ichikawa. "He would never dare devote an entire blog article to me," Grandma Ichinaga probably thought. But oh no! That would be illogical.
While staying at Illogical Grandma Ichinaga's house, she noticed that Emma and Andrew would call for me a lot. First thing in the morning when they heard me open the bedroom door, they would shout, "DADA! DADA!" If they wanted me to draw something on their MagnaDoodle, they would shout, "DADA! DADA!" If I asked them what cultural movement began in Zurich during World War Two, they would shout, "DADA! DADA!"
Illogical Grandma Ichinaga spoke to Lisa about this behavior. "Gee," Illogical Grandma said. "The kids sure do love their Dada, don't they?"
"Yes, they do," said Lisa. "Most of the time, the kids exhaust Scott."
Unsympathetically, Illogical Grandma Ichinaga shrugged and commented, "Well, that's his own fault."
"How do you mean it's his fault?"
Illogical Grandma proceeded to explain, "It's obvious that he should just stop playing with the kids and ignore them. Then that way it won't happen anymore."
..and then Scott followed Illogical Grandma Ichinaga's advice, and he lived a full life with no meaningful relationship with either of his children. And they lived happily ever after.