Sleeping with one eye open

Grandma has relearned smiling and sitting up. She has been given her own wheelchair and is allowed to move out of the stroke ward as soon as a bed becomes free in the rehab clinic.
Meanwhile Grandad is tackling the unused kitchen utensils so will no doubt need to hire a small lorry to take it all to the tip.

Bud picked up a blonde in Tesco again but it was the same one as last week so probably doesn't count. This was good for me as Ben got to play lego trains again while they had tea. We made a train track in the shape of a willy: Ben doubted me so I whipped mine out to prove it. Again: this seems normal to us even though the parents laughed.
Today is my last chance to practice for tomorrow's spelling test. It's been tough. Here is the overall scoresheet showing my wondrous progress throughout the week with its many iterations of the same set of words.

SPELVOLUTION: The trials and dribulations of a boy on a learning curve over a single week

ATTEMPT
1	2	3	4	5	6
AMAES	AMEAS	AMAES	AMAYES	AMAZE	AMAS
CRAION	CREAON	CRAON	CRAON	CRAYON	CRAON
PHETHER	FETHER	FETHER	FEATHER	FETHER	FIETHER
FEAOLD	FEAOLD	FEAOLD	FELD	FEAOLD	FELD
PTAITOES	PATEATOES	POTATOES	POTATOES	PATAETOES	POTATOS
WIND	WIND	WIND	WIND	WIND	WIND

It was at this point that Bud put a pen in his mouth and started playing the table like a piano. I believe the piece was "Air in G" by Bach. I never did get "Field".