This guy, my Papa, is currently at my house.
I am not there. I am in England by now, but he is there.
In the past 3 days he has swooped in like a super hero and:
Watched the small Witt children while Matt and I worked. Took Matt to work when he lost his car keys in the ignition mind you, taken us to dinner twice, jotted down notes so he could WATCH OUR HOUSE AND OUR DOG AND OUR CAT while we are away.
I mean jeez. I couldn't love and appreciate this guy anymore.