Grandpa & Frankie, 8/21
But for a trip or two back to Houston to take care of the pool and check on mom, my dad, Frankie's namesake, has been in Austin since Anna first went into the hospital at the end of June. He's been an amazing source of support throughout this whole ordeal, but never more so than now. He's been coming over to sit with Frankie while Anna and I catch up on sleep, staying until 2 or 3 in the morning. He's changing diapers, giving Frankie bottles, and generally keeping us sane and making this transition smoother than we thought possible. I'd say we owe him big time, but when you see him with his grandson, you get the feeling this debt's already been repaid.