My father is my father. He is he only one I have. Don't be totally taken by his horn-dog animations. He is a fiercely protective father. Growing up he was a a providing, nurturing, caring, loving, and protective dad. He was a wonderful husband to my mother. Throughout their marriage, they were madly in love and devoted to one another. My German, stunning mother was the elegance and grace that balanced his roughness.
Overall while my dad and Sonja did not have a love connection, everyone laughed and had a great time. Looks like my father may have fancied Carole a bit more. (Thank goodness that raunchy comment by my father landed on Carole. She is always so calm and collected and let's a great deal roll off her back.) I think that Sonja handled my father like a trooper, as well. I appreciate that Sonja was so good natured with my fathers antics. . .Maybe I just don't have a future as a matchmaker. . .