 Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. He would do what my dad used to do. At night, the kids were in his hands. He'd bathe them. He'd read them stories, played with them. At some dad time. Yeah, yeah. And when I needed a break, like, say, on a weekend, he would let me maybe go someplace, whether it was visiting a friend, shopping or whatnot. And I think, too, with my degree, actually, it was an environmental education. So life, when we stayed home...