Bob Villa

Rian is, I think, both physically and mentally exhausted. It is a lovely thing to have a friendly parent. A warming thing.

Rian's father shows love with his hands. Builds things, fixes things, cleans things. And Rian, of course, because of either pride or a similar need to communicate love, worked at his side.

Together, we....eh....chased away a skunk from underneath Rian's porch with a giant spotlight. Built and painted a screen to keep the parade of skunks out. Recovered the kitchen chairs with - to Rian's elitist mind - very ugly but very toddler friendly naugahyde. Patched the equally ugly kitchen linoleum. Repaired the basement door. And...eh...cooked some.

This, to Rian, is nearly Too Much. But the Abode will be happy for the work. And Rian's father will go home feeling content.