One evening, coming home after work, I found Granpa downstaris with Anjali in his arms.
"Husband not here?"
"He's upstais. His shirt is all wet"
"Why are you all wet?"
"What do you think?"
Husband can be very secretive about stuff, espcially if the answer is obvious and complimented by a grinning girl wanting to run from one end of the house to the other.
I guess all the marathon training comes in useful.
The next day husbad came home late from work and granpa tried to take over as running companion. Didnt work too well. Granpa didnt have any marathon training. So in the end, granpa had to pick up the bag of tricks and haul her downstairs for some relatively "quiet" time.