Paul loves Ryan and I. He loves our dog Diddy. He loves his stuffed monkey Paco. But he really really really loves my dad. Small Paul was able to get some serious bonding time this weekend in the mountains. Where my dad was, the little man was at his side. If my dad left the room, Paul would immediately follow him. I don't know if my father was able to go to the bathroom in peace. They had very serious conversations, read books, stacked blocks, found sticks, threw rocks, and laughed and laughed and laughed!