I get so wrapped up in my day to day activities I find myself missing things. I’m repeating myself less and less to my five year old. Maybe, it’s because my little girl is turning six on Saturday? My baby has seen a lot in six years, more so, than to my liking. It’s been a different life for my children. Although I am giving her just that, a different life, I will never know if it was the right one; but, it will be the only one she’ll know.
She is going to experience life with or without my consent.
I could go on and on about how many apartments and houses she lived in or, how many states she’s lived in, or how many adults and children have come in and out of her life – none of that is regretted.
She wouldn’t be who she is, if, she didn’t have those experiences and she’s amazing. She helps her sister in and out of everywhere like the car, bathtub, swimming pool – everywhere. She’s very thoughtful and thinks of everyone. She’ll constantly ask me when we are getting ready to go somewhere, “what about Aunt Missy and Pop-pop and Mom-mom?” She’s very sociable. Whenever she is around other children she always walks right up to them, does her little introduction and asks their name. I am very proud of her early childhood development. I can say with confidence that she is a very good role model for her little sister. They argue as much as any other siblings, I suppose, but their bond is obvious to anyone – two little girls believing in each other. I admire them.
When I was younger I always pictured myself having boys. I’m guessing most men do. I realize I’m much more fortunate for having girls. Not because they are easier to handle or less accident prone; because they are a window to a life I could only imagine without them and I am eternally thankful for this life.
I am a better person, man and father for having the honor of witnessing their lives.
Thank heaven for my little girls.
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What a lovely post!
Yes raising little girls is a lot different to raising boys! You do get to view life differently through their eyes!
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My daughters have taught me so much in their short little lives. I am grateful for them every single day….
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I have a son and I totally agree. I always thought I’d have girls but got a boy instead. Everything with him is new, because I grew up with sisters and never really had much to do with boys. I think I’d have more expectations for a girl. I just go with the flow with my son!