Why is it that she always wants daddy to sit by her on the couch during movie time? or "daddy do it"? or "my da-da"? or "look da-da"? or "what daddy doing"? What about me? What about the 12 hours of labor, or the 10 months I carried her, fed her, nurtured her, etc. Doesn't that count for anything? Will there ever be a day when it is all about mommy?
I decided to peruse through the archive of pictures that I have and take you down Daddy-Daughter lane.
Enjoy!










And Mark, even though there are times that I get really jealous of your relationship with her, I am reminded of how much our heavenly father loves me as his daughter. I am also thankful that you put so much into Calloway's life and I just know that all of this bonding you are doing with her now will only carry over into a strong father-daughter relationship as she grows older. And I pray that through those teenage years that the two of you will still be able to hang out like you do now. I love watching you with her and your passion to teach her "musical" things make me laugh but I feel proud at the same time.
I Love You! and I hope this year is a great one!
Happy Birthday!
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