Doopah!

My father was in town for business today, so he came by to see us and of course his grandson Karl. We had cake and coffee and Karl got – as requested emphatically – a reading of one of his current favorite books
Emma isst (Emma is eating). They both had a great time and when he was gone, Karl asked for his grandfather quite a few times by calling him not Opa, but something like Doopah.