Still a Daddy's Girl

I've always been a Daddy's Girl. Watching Anastasia play with her Daddy reminds me of the times I used to get tossed into the air and flung onto the couch.  One of my favorite ways to wrestle was to latch onto his foot to make him drag us across the living room floor.  We always wanted more, no matter how much fun we had.  I even swallowed my tongue laughing so hard while on my back when I was about 5.  There are just so many good memories, so many good times.

I had a dream last night,

I had to pick a father out,

I had to choose a mother too.

At first I didn't know what to do,

there were so many,

short and tall,

thin and stout.

But just before I sprang awake,

I knew which parents I would take,

and this surprised and made me glad,

they were the ones I always had.

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As much as this little girl of mine loves her Mommy, she may just end up a Daddy's Girl too.  I see the way she looks at him, it's the sweetest little look she has.