After professing a total lack of skill in this area (on the basis that he lacked the skill 30-some years ago), Poppy was put to the ultimate test of eye/hand coordination. Granddaughters apparently are somehow easier or more interesting than his own children. After 10 minutes or so, he learned how to duck when she blew a prune/apple filled raspberry at him and made several passable imitations of a spoon-shaped train. Thankfully, we can now rest assured that Grace will not starve, should Nana ever step out to get a manicure or something.
