Here they are talking on the back porch (near the end of our 5 hour visit Grandma observed: "I just realized he hasn't stopped talking since he got here!"):

Ian happily went to work watering all of Grandma's plants in the yard:
Moving inside, Grandma read this classic Dr. Seuss which she read to me many times (Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?):
A boy has to be creative in the house of an old woman. Here he is using Grandma's cane as a microphone (while standing on her sofa, of course):
And now to the front porch, where Ian is arranging numerous floor tile samples (also something I played with as a kid - things never change at Grandma's house -- she also has things my mother played with as a child):
A good closeup look at one of Ian's frequent expressions (Grandma observed that he sometimes seems like a serious man and sometimes like a silly kid which is why, I explained, Doug calls him Mr. Smooshums):
Here they are sitting on opposite porch benches talking:
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