My baby is a daddy's girl, and that's okay...

My oldest daughter, Morgan, left me for the dark side at an early age. For her first year of life, she was mine and only mine and I didn't have to share her at all because while she'd tolerate other's, she knew I was the one she'd come home to. Then, at about one and a half, the tables turned. She began to copy her dad in everything he did, from putting his arms behind his head at the dinner table to picking up and pretending to smoke cigarette butts outside. (Yes, sad and disgusting story, but true. And it had a happy ending in that my husband, Michael, quit smoking after that.) She loves working on Daddy's car and can identify all of Daddy's favorites...and she points them out to me in the car EVERYWHERE WE GO!!! She prides herself in having glasses just like her daddy does, and she also has requested a work shirt just like Daddy's in the past. She even wants to be a Marine like Daddy! Morgan, now 4, is her Daddy's "best buddy." While sometimes I feel left out of this special relationship they have, I know that I am her mother and what we have is special, but in a different way. I also know that Daddy/Daughter relationships grow and change a lot and can often become strained or uncomfortable at certain points in life. All I know is that the bond that they have is something that I always prayed they'd have and I hope it never fades. Here is to my baby and her "buddy!"