Making card castles with daddy. I love the patience my husband has for games like this. It brings balance among our slightly different parenting styles. We’re a good team.
A Girl and Her Dad, Year Two in Review
Two many moments to post them all but here are a few of my favourites.
I love that my man is such an amazing hands on dad. He’s happy to get up to all sorts of adventures with me and his girl, and he also is happy to go on dates with just her.
The sound Oria makes when Jeff arrives home from being out all day is precious. She shouts out “Daddy’s home! Its daddy, its daddy!!!!”
We’re lucky ladies.
Dads and their tots.
We took a trip down to the dog beach in Kitsilano this morning and found an old friend and his little guy Oria’s age.
How to Play Bucket Head with Your Dad
by Oria Adams
First you lay your dad down in the water so he can’t escape.
Next you take your bucket and fill it with water.
Dump bucket over dad’s head and adjust.
Looked like fun so do it to yourself.
Repeat if desired.
A few of our favourite things…
“With tuppence for paper and strings,
you can have your own set of wings.
With your feet on the ground,
you’re a bird in flight!
With your fist holding tight,
to the string of your kite!”
Lovely.
“A true father is always there. He is there to spill tears of happiness when his eyes fall upon his infant daughter. He is there with arms to catch her when she takes her first steps or stumbles. He is there to teach her at the youngest age, even though she might not understand half of it. He is there to help her color inside the lines, make her grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, and tie her shoes. He is there to hug her and kiss her on her first days of school, and to walk her in if need be. He is there to teach her and tease her and laugh with her. He is always there to embarrass her, but that’s part of life. He is there to tell her to go ask her mother, when her mother told her to ask him. He is there to lecture her, prepare her for the monster called high school. He is there to put up with her teenage moods and her co-ed relationships. He is there to approve, disapprove, accept and forgive. He is there to give her a big bundle of flowers when she graduates, to smile when her name is called and feel proud. He is there to embrace her and kiss her before she goes to live and learn a thousand miles away. He is there to see her become a workingwoman, to walk her down the aisle (or not, if her independence and stubbornness prevail after all). He is there to watch her grow as the lines on his face grow. He is there to welcome her home, always, and let her hug him and smell the smell she remembers from childhood, the warm, protecting, comforting smell of dad. But most of all, he is always there to love her. And she is always there to love him back.”
-Katie Schmarr
