Grahm was holding a fly and I was so thankful Grandpa was recording this sweet exchange.
Grandpa asked, "What did you catch?"
Grahm: "A fly."
Grandpa: "What do you think about him?"
Grahm: "Um, I like him and he believes in me. He just got on me because he knows I won't hurt him.
Grandpa: "Have you given him a name yet?"
Grahm: "His name is Wings. He just knows I won't hurt him and I like him."
