This man. . .
Loads the car with home reno stuff. . .
Writes the Christmas cards . . . .
Cuddles cats (that he says he doesn’t like!) . . .
Reads maps in strange cities. . .
Does home reno’s . . .
Hides in trees to give a size of scale for his bad photographer wife. . .
Feeds babies. . . .
Minds small children so his wife and their mum can go out for lunch. . .
This man drove to a volleyball camp at the end of a long work day, to cheer on 3 teenage girls. None of the girls are related to him.
This man is scared of teenage girls. (Although, any sane person is scared of a teenaged girl).
This man did that because his wife asked him to.
This man is a great many things, but one of the things that this man is:
Is my hero.
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