I sat in the boys’ room early Monday morning before I left for work to let them know that they would be having a sitter for the day. Trey was excited. “Is it Shay?” He asked, Thinking it was their favorite sitter Shay, who has been their sitter since they were born. “No, it’s Papa,” I said, trying to drum up some excitement in my voice. It didn’t work. “I don’t like Papa babysitting us!” 5-year-old Treyton said with a pout. “He just sits there and don’t let us do anything fun!” He added. I tried to explain that Papa was fun but with a serious voice Trey added, “Even Grandma doesn’t like him!” “Oh really, Treyton?” “Yes, I am serious, Grandma doesn’t even like him!” Nuff said kiddo.