My daughter is awesome...I honestly could not imagine a better child to have as MY child. She is as or more creative than me, as beautiful as her mom, and as headstrong as an Ox on steroids. We have some of the best times doing some of the simplest things. Last week Stacy had to go to a women's conference, so Brooklynn and I had a daddy daughter date. We had more fun chattering while eating pizza, checking out comics and strolling through a hardware store then I could have thought possible. And I know she had fun because out of the back seat, while driving to pick up Stacy, I hear her say "Daddy, that was the best daddy daughter date night ever." My heart melted.
Being Brooklynn's dad has its down moments. When she has her mind set, it takes and act of God, some sever negotiation and usually 4-6 hours of screaming to change it. But those moments are so few and far between that the rest of life with her is absolute joy, and well worth the trouble periods. I don't know how I lucked into this gig. Proof enough that there is a merciful God, cuz I sure don't deserve it, but I am so glad I'm here...think I'll stay for awhile...like...80-90 years maybe.