Her Dad.

Something keeps happening to my children.
They keep growing up.

My firstborn is now almost 16 years old.
She is an amazing girl.
She is also a Daddy's Girl.
I noticed this when she was very young, and at first was a little hurt by it.
But when my second born came along 15 months later
I quickly forgave her, because I kind of needed her to be a Daddy's Girl.

It is clear that she is still smitten.
Her Dad is the cat's meow.
And from my perspective, it's almost like he has this magic power with her.
Yes, magic...good magic.

I like this magic power, because he is able to teach her so many things.
I'm talking life lessons.
I can tell her something and she kind of looks at me like she will think about it.
Her Dad tells her the same thing, and it is clear what she should do.

I am not hurt.
I am thankful.

He decided it's about time she learned to ride a bike.
She agreed.

It didn't take her long.
Killed it a few times at first, but...

Then she's off.
She's showing him that she can do it.

Growing up in a world like this, 
I am more than happy that she has her Dad.
Yes, I am very happy.


Pandas & Poetry.

I am rethinking my to-do lists.
Especially after seeing this one that my 7-year old made...

(Click on it to see larger image)

Pandas & poetry...I think that's what's been missing.