Sophie had been studying planets at school and could hardly contain her excitement.

As Nathaniel bent to tie his shoe, Sophie stood in front of him with a folded piece of paper.

“Mr.

Whitmore, I made a list.”

He unfolded it carefully.

At the top, in uneven purple letters, she’d written WHAT A GRANDPA DOES.

Below were pictures of a person reading, another planting flowers, and a third eating pancakes.

“Are you interviewing me?” he asked.