"I'm doing a load of laundry. Who needs their coat washed?" That's the only thing my dad said on the whole hour-long tape, and it's endearing to me like you would not believe.
This weekend, Grandma and Grandpa Christenson stayed with us so Gma C could take care of Gma Mac. While Grandma C left for Orem, Grandpa stayed back to help me with my chores. He cleaned my kitchen floor on his hands and knees, taking special care to scrape up paint stains I hadn't bothered to clean up for over a year. He vacuumed the floors. He did the dishes. He was helpful beyond words.
All of my sisters and even my sisters-in-law can vouch for my dad's desire to help ease the burdens of being a mother. Either that or he can't stand seeing our messy houses.