Tuesday, May 17, 2011
My mom came into town for Women's Conference at BYU. My dad accompanied her and provided child care, entertainment and chauffeuring services so that I could attend the conference!
I wrote out quite a daily schedule for him to follow. True to form, he did it all with nary a complaint.
He took Eva on many bike rides with her new bike, drove hither and yon, checked Max out early one day when he wasn't feeling well, took everyone to Wendy's, and even made macaroni and cheese – twice! (he doesn't cook).
He also found time to fix the approximately 15 feet of gutter that was falling off of our roof. He also reinforced it all, just to be sure.
On Friday night, after having attended the conference all day, I put Eva to bed, went to the store to get ingredients for her birthday cake, and then looked for my angel food cake pan.
It was stuck – firmly wedged – on the bottom section of the defunct lazy susan where I keep all of my baking supplies. Max and I tried to pry it out, but it absolutely would not budge. I was reduced to whining, and it seemed that real tears were imminent.
Emily came to my rescue and helped me empty the whole thing out (the only way to extract the cake pan). Those are chocolate chips in there, by the way.
My dad was gone visiting his family that night, but he spent quite a bit of time addressing this problem the next day. Another trip to Home Depot was required, and he rejected several ideas before settling on the one that finally worked.
If he hadn't been here to fix things, I am sure they would still be in a frustratingly non-functioning state. He does so much to help me, and never acts like it's any big deal. It is so great to have a Sneelock around, even if only temporarily.
p.s. Yesterday was his birthday, and he is in Tuscany on a photography expedition! I'm so excited for him.