Having two little princesses, I have come to realize the great importance of my husband's role in our home. A (good) daddy will be the first male to ever make a little girl feel special, to make her feel loved, to make her feel pretty. A daddy will be her vision of a superhero and her refuge when boys are cruel or when she and mommy don't see eye to eye. And, as daddies go, my girls have the best of the best. He realizes his irreplaceable value in our home, and takes advantages of opportunities to create special memories with our girls.
Though he's taken Carter on many 'dates' (Chili's is a favorite spot) the Father Daughter Dance at Carter's school provided the first opportunity for my sweet little Pookie to primp, put on her fanciest dress, and enjoy a night on the town with her favorite suitor. This evening, just before Valentine's Day, was incredibly sweet and heart-melting for this mommy.
Every princess must
engage in pre-dance pampering!
Her fancy schmancy
dress from the back.
One day, won't we revel at a time
when she stood this small?
Squeezing Daddy's lips
as he requests a kiss.
Enough pictures, Mommy!
I caught this tender moment
as they headed out the door.
Little angel proudly displaying her
first corsage from the dance.
Wow. Just posting these pictures stirs a little emotion in me. I could burst with pride at the wonderful father my husband is. We may not always see eye to eye on Southpark or science fiction or the use of business terms in common conversation; and we may bicker about my silly neuroses; and I may laugh at his jokes less frequently than he would prefer. But, I will forever be in awe and feel the slightest twinge of envy for the daddy he is to our girls.
Fathers be good to your daughters,
Daughters will love like you do...
(Thank you, John Mayer, for that beautiful sentiment.)