Rainer loves cars and you can usually find him holding one or playing with one or sleeping with one. While I was at my dad's this past week, he was keeping himself entertained while I worked. At some point he started playing with Grandpa. They were playing cars back and forth in the kitchen/family room while my dad sat in a chair. Rainer laid on the ground on his stomach and he and my dad would push the cars back and forth to each other. My dad's knees are shot, so he doesn't like to get up unless he has to. Sometimes the car wouldn't make it all the way to my dad when Rainer would roll it, so my dad would use his cane to reach it and bring it to him so he could send it back to Rainer. One time it only went about a foot when Rainer rolled it, but it was closer to Rainer than my dad, but out of arms length from Rainer. This was the exchange:
Rainer: You get it.
Grandpa: I can't. I can't reach it.
Rainer: You can walk.
(long pause and a little chuckle) Grandpa: Well, you can crawl.
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