It makes me sad that he doesn't appreciate the time with his dad. I'm headed over to spend time with my dad so my mom can get out of the house for a bit, he's got Alzheimer's and can't be left alone anymore, I don't even see it as a favor to mom, but I get some time with my dad. He may be forgetful and confused a lot, but there's also still part of his personality and he still mostly remembers my name, at the very least, I'm his son. It is the long goodbye, but it is what it is, and I can't change what is happening, just my response. Sorry for the tangent, I'm going to make cinnamon rolls for my parents now.