When I’m old and my memory is fading, I hope my grandkids will want to sit and watch tv with me the way my grandpas did with me

In the winter when I was a kid, I would go to my grandpas house and sit next to him and watch tv with him for hours. I think we always had popcorn. I’m not sure if he wanted me there or not, but he would always smile and put his arm around me when I sat down next to him. Now I’m thinking about him and how I don’t remember what his voice sounds like. He’s been dead for 10 years (RIP) and I’m 25 now, but I’m thinking about how I want that same thing when I’m old. I want my grandkids to sit with me and watch tv next to me for hours, and I want to make them feel like he made me feel.