I spilled some of Noah's water on my lap (I was trying to open the bottle while driving), but we went out for ice cream anyway. I'm sure I got some second looks because of my suspiciously wet pants, though...
Noah and Owen's "bonus grandpa" saw them perform at an open mic event. He ordered a karaoke machine the next day.
Greg is not a musician, but he regularly teaches Noah guitar and Owen piano so they can both play at open mic events.
I can pour all my love and support into a late night phone call with my niece who's suffering from OCD. Many thanks to her dad for making the call for her.