“Goodnight, big girl. I love you.”

“Daddy?”

“Hmm?”

“What does that mean?”

“What does ‘I love you’ mean?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I suppose it means you’re very special to me.”

“What else?”

“Umm… It means you make me happy and proud. And it means being your daddy is the best thing in the whole wide world. Even better than ice cream.”

“Oh.”

“Do you understand now why I say that to you all the time?”

“I fink so.”

“Good. We can talk more about it in the morning if you want to.”

“OK. G’night, daddy.”

“Sweet dreams.”

“Daddy?”

“What, honey?”

“I love you, too.”

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...and my heart just broke.

And THAT, my friend, is why having kids is worth every barf-down-the-bra, tantrum-throwing, frequent night awakening moment. That, and the excuse to play with My Little Ponies...

That is why people have children.

Too, too cute! And then you turned around to get another hug and kiss, right?

while that didn't make me want to jump up and procreate this very second, it did make me all warm and fuzzy inside. That is very sweet.

I'm going to need a trip to the dentist after that post. Very sweet.

Enough said...

Sweet. Kids are great most of the time. :)

ouchie...but in a very good way...

Aawwwwwww.

Even better than ice cream?

Totally sweet...tugs at the heart strings, for sure. But for me and PSU_Chris, nothing beats a big bundle of brown fur crawling up between us to plop his wet nose on one of our pillows, sigh gently, and give a little kiss before we "family snuggle" on weekend mornings. Grad school could have something to do with my satisfaction with a furchild for time being...

Mmmm, the sweetest thing.

That broke my heart in the best way!

And this is why I love your writing...from an exploding head at driving school to the sweetest of the sweet father/daughter exchanges, the true downs and ups of life come through.

Aww what a sweetheart!!!

STAB into the heart, SPLASH all over the walls... this is how they own us...

That is why little girls with really good dads are so very lucky. She learned what love is from the most important man in her life and that will be with her for the rest of her life.
Thanks- from a mother who used to be a little girl.

I totally developed diabetes from that post.

I'm melting... I'm melllllting... how lovely. That's one you'll probably want to retell at her wedding. You know, to the very successful surgeon who calls you "sir". In another 25 or 30 years or so.

Ovaries. Exploded.

I feel all squishy now! So sweet.

Bingo.

Makes up for all the not-so-fun stuff, the scary stuff, the stuff that makes our brains keep obsessing after the lights are out, the stuff that makes us wish for the nearest hole in the ground. All of that stuff goes away in a moment like that.

Maybe this will convince my husband we've done enough practicing pro-creating and it's time to get down to business!

Danny, you are my Prozac!

That was just precious! Nowww can she please watch Barney on your new TV?

You made that up, right?

Ah....I remember this conversation with my manipulative little shit. My response, "I know you do because you have me wrapped around your little pinky, you manipulative little shit."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Goodnight, Little One."

Ah....I remember this conversation with my manipulative little shit. My response, "I know you do because you have me wrapped around your little pinky, you manipulative little shit."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Goodnight, Little One."

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

and also,

great answer :)

They really know how to tug on those heartstrings, don't they? Shame that my 2 little turds only tug mine when they know that they are in mega trouble...or when it's bedtime.

And there we have the answer to why I went and had 6 kids. Divine.

Can't..stop...tearing up..

And before you know it, that sweet little girl will be crossing a stage acepting her college diploma having graduated Magna Cum Laude and you will be sitting in the stands crying like a little girl and she will find you in the parking lot afterward and hug you and say I love you Daddy.

What a gem! Thanks for sharing.

Now that's effen' cute. Have a good weekend, mad family.

I love that!

And now we know who's to blame for the now-famous:

“Mwah! I llllllllove you, daddeeeeeeee! Mwah! Mwahmwahmwah! I lllllove you, daddy! Mwah!”

Yes, I AM in fact reading your blog backwards (hey, I'm new here, and I'm trying to catch up, okay?)