Dads with young daughters...

Originally Posted by Mosbonian

This!

My daughter is 17 now...sometimes when we are just sitting and watching a TV program together or just sitting around talking, she loves to bring up what we did together when she was 8-10. And when I see the sparkle in her eyes talking about all the fun she had back then and how she loves me for how I went to all those "silly little girl things" it makes everything worth it. I once took my daughter to an American Girl store....stood with her as she pretty much looked at everything they sold for almost every doll they make.

Now....we talk about music (we share the same musical interests), baseball (Lord help her she is a Yank-me fan) and peruse Listverse together. And occasionally she will whisper...."Dad, you are such a dork"...and smile

Not to hijack this thread, but for those guys whose daughters are all grown and moved away....do you occasionally get out the old albums and look at the pictures just to smile at the memories?

I was just marveling the other day that mine don't remember the big shit we did. Sure, their memory is jogged by the pictures of Disneyworld and other expensive vacations. They remember little crap like when their sleeping bags got soaked in a downpour while camping or jamming to ridiculous songs like Chumbawumba on the radio.

[htismaqe]

Originally Posted by Phobia

I was just marveling the other day that mine don't remember the big shit we did. Sure, their memory is jogged by the pictures of Disneyworld and other expensive vacations. They remember little crap like when their sleeping bags got soaked in a downpour while camping or jamming to ridiculous songs like Chumbawumba on the radio.

Yep. They remember the most minor, mundane details.

[Dr. Johnny Fever]

Take her to the concert and be happy and pretend you like it. She'll never forget it and you'll get a big hug for your efforts.

[Mosbonian]

Originally Posted by Phobia

I was just marveling the other day that mine don't remember the big shit we did. Sure, their memory is jogged by the pictures of Disneyworld and other expensive vacations. They remember little crap like when their sleeping bags got soaked in a downpour while camping or jamming to ridiculous songs like Chumbawumba on the radio.

Exactly....they talk about the big things when we do, but their best memories are dancing on their daddie's toes to their favorite song, being curled up on a cold winter night watching movies, their favorite night trick or treating when Dad dressed up with them and Father/Daughter dances.

Sometimes we have to take time to look at our child's life thru their eyes to fully comprehend how important we are to them. And rarely do we appreciate it on the level they do