The Cow Jumped Over The Moon

To all the fathers of daughters,

When you learned you were going to be a dad, I bet your first thoughts were of catcher's mitts, teeny golf clubs, and spending many hours teaching your boy all about the finer things in life...like football!

Never in your wildest dreams did you think your life would revolve around Hello Kitty, sleep-overs, and some guy named Justin Bieber instead of Nascar, fishing lures, and some power tools named Ryobi...right?

Let me ask you point blank.

When you first laid eyes on that tiny bundle of pink...did you remember ever really wanting anything else....except that little girl with your eyes?

Who else thinks you are just as funny as you think you are, but never throws a raised eyebrow your way...only blown kisses, followed by squeals of delight?

What does it feel like to be the only man in her life for now...but dreading the day you're not?

Can you imagine your life any sweeter than raspberry pink tutus, motorcycles and toe nail polish?

You musta been mistaken when you thought there wasn't a thing under the sun a little girl would want to do with her daddy by her side or that she'd be your number one fan...huh?

Who knew that a ponytail and flip flops would make your own heart go flip flop?

If someone had told you she'd love what you love only because you love it...just because you're her daddy...would you have believed them?

For the record...is there any music more beautiful than the sound of her singing and giggling...simultaneously?

Can you imagine your life being any richer...not for what your pockets can hold...but for what you can hold in your arms?

Are you amazed each morning when you see her beautiful face and at the infinite wisdom of God for placing such a treasure in your life...thus completing you?

Do you always remember to hit your knees, raise your hands, bow your head and say thank you Lord for this wisdom?

Do you find yourself wishing for more hours in the day just to be with her, but treasuring the time you have been given?

Do you pray for guidance to help guide her in her journey of life all the while praying doubly hard your mistakes be few...

and secretly wishing little girls came with a how-to manual? 

At the end of the day, how does it feel to be ten feet tall and bullet-proof because you are her hero?

Can you even remember what your life was like before she floated into the picture?

When you look at her...do you wonder how on earth your beating heart can possibly fit in your chest...

and find yourself also wondering how such a creature so tiny can wrap you around her little finger with just the flutter of an eyelash?

Every minute of every day...do you ask God to keep her safe, happy, blessed...and always your little girl?

If you answered yes...or no...to any of the above questions...I'm sorry.  I guess I should have warned you on the day you became a father of a couple of little details.  Boy or girl...you'll never have another good night's sleep...and your heart will never be yours again.  You gave it all away in the delivery room when you took receipt of one of God's precious miracles.

Now answer me one last question.

Do you really want it back?

XOXO

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY JOEY AND ROBY!