I was reading Ambulance Driver's blog this mornin'... and all the comments from the others Daddys about how they intend to protect their Darlin' Daughters. I have four brothers, and I was blessed with a wonderful Daddy, and one good Step-Dad. I also have, as some of you know, a marvelous Step-son who is a Daddy.
When I listen to all these men talk about their Daughters and their plans to protect them from boys and men who bear a remarkable resemblance to their selves at younger ages...I think I hear a sound much like...whistling past the graveyard. I'm just sayin', Guys. Now that Ya'll are the Daddy, you know what those other Daddys were thinkin' as well as what those boys and young men are thinkin'. Gives you a cold chill, doesn't it?
Strictly from a female perspective, it's funny to watch you. As a Mother, I know where you're coming from. As a former teen-age girl, I want to say, "Daddy, I love you, too. I'll be a good girl. Maybe. Try not to worry too much, you've raised me well."