My Daughter’s Favorite Book
At the tender age of 18 months my daughter loves Goodnight Moon above all other books. Every night before she goes to sleep I read this to her.
We have a routine in which she climbs into my lap and waits patiently for me to begin reading. Ok, not so patiently. If abba takes time to clear his throat or take a breath she begins to urge me on, but that is ok at 18 months I don’t expect her to act any differently.
This evening she changed things up for me. She climbed into my lap and said “I love you daddy.” It is only within the last few weeks that she has learned to say “I love you” but tonight caught me off guard. For a moment I was choked up.
This little body was curled up against me, a tiny hand held three of the fingers of my right hand and a face showed nothing but the defintion of unconditional love. How could I not smile. How could I not hug her and promise her the world, my everlasting love and protection.
This may sound goofy, but I cannot remember the last time I felt so strong and powerful. Not in an arrogant, narcissistic or egocentric way. It was selfless and giving because my daughter made it that way, because I felt like I had to be her hero.
In that one gesture, that brief moment of time she gave so much to me. What can I say I am completely in love with 24 pounds of radiant beauty. Her eyes twinkle and like her brother she has a laugh that is infectious. Her smile just lights up her face and a room.
In a few minutes I’ll go to sleep and the last thing I think about before sleep overtakes me will be that look and this special moment in time.
Shaie December 6, 2006 at 5:40 pm
That’s such a special moment you shared. So full of honesty. Can’t help but to be touched by it myself.
Ezzie January 26, 2006 at 5:55 am
Beautiful!
Jack's Shack January 26, 2006 at 3:56 am
Hi BF,
Thanks, those orphans are so sad. 😉
MCA,
Thanks.
Regina,
Thank you, she is.
Sweettooth,
That is my daughter.
Stacey,
Good books.
Richmond,
We are, aren’t we.
Shifra,
Thanks. She is part of why I don’t have to yell “Serenity Now” all day long. 🙂
Donna,
Rituals are important.
anybody January 25, 2006 at 11:33 pm
My boys loved “Goodnight Moon” as well. It’s so sweel and lyrical. It begs to make rituals and memories like yours.
Shifra January 25, 2006 at 10:30 pm
Wonderfully captured.
Moments like that make it all worthwhile.
Richmond January 25, 2006 at 8:48 pm
Daddies and daughters. It’s a very special relationship. (And it sounds like you’re off to a very good start.)
Stacey January 25, 2006 at 8:13 pm
Awww, so sweet. My girls love this book. We also have “The Runaway Bunny” and “My World” by Margaret Wise Brown. Great book!
~ Stacy ~ January 25, 2006 at 7:16 pm
ditto
(smile)
Sweettooth120 January 25, 2006 at 3:52 pm
aw, so sweet Jack.
Regina Clare Jane January 25, 2006 at 3:26 pm
A wonderful post, Jack… she sounds beautiful…
MC Aryeh January 25, 2006 at 2:29 pm
There is nothing like an 18 month old to melt the heart of an adult…wonderful thoughts to go to sleep to…
bornfool January 25, 2006 at 2:08 pm
I didn’t want this post to be an “orphan.” My daughter is eighteen now. I miss those days of reading her stories, but the “I love you, Daddy”s still touch my heart.