Every Grandpa thinks his first grandchild is exceptional... but I have proof. When I was little my father would touch my nose and then ask: "Where did your nose go?" Then he would show me his thumb between his fingers and say: "There it is." Well, as you can see Mack caught on to this game right off.
First he had my nose in his left hand and I thought that maybe that was just a coincidence.
But then he had my nose in his right hand so I knew he was catching on. Then the real test came when I asked Mack how many months old he was today....
As you can see he had the answer! Isn't that something unbelieveable?
I think Mack thought he was pretty special too! (or maybe that his grandpa was nuts!) 
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