Fathers
February 2, 2008
I scolded my daughter last night before bedtime when we all went upstairs and I discovered that she had trashed her room. Clothes, toys, books, make-up… everywhere.
She cried and ran to her Daddy, who dropped everything he was carrying to hug her. He told her not to cry, he would help her clean up. Somehow it ended up being me who did the cleaning up, but the moment was so sweet between the two of them. He is tender with her in a way that I don’t see with the boys.
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Because I am a lemming, I joined the 30 tiny moments pool at flickr, a place to capture and celebrate the small moments that make up your life.
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The wire has been fixed. I have no idea when they came and did it because none of us saw or heard them. So evidently it was between 12pm and 7am this morning.
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It particularly has to be fathers and daughters, they don’t tend to react the same way to their sons I have found.
February 2nd, 2008 at 3:41 pmThis picture is so amazing and sweet. I am so glad we had little girls so we could see our husbands with them.
February 2nd, 2008 at 3:42 pmMy husband is the same way. He can be rough and tough (with our girls- no boys yet!) and/or with their friends (mostly boys) one moment and soft and tender in the next. He ABSOLUTELY LOVES his girls and it shows.
February 2nd, 2008 at 3:53 pmfor some reason fathers and daughters connect better that boys do.
February 2nd, 2008 at 4:10 pmthe thing that I will always treasure is when my neice allisan would be over with my parents,you could see a softer sid on my Dad.He just loved his Granddaughter.
Your photograph and few short sentences brought tears to my eyes. I wish I had that type of dad. I hope to have that type of husband. Thank you for sharing.
February 2nd, 2008 at 4:22 pmMy husband is the same way with my daughters…we dont have any boys, but I know that if we did, he definately wouldnt be the same way…one time I babysat a little boy, and he tripped and wrenched his ankle. My husband told him to buck up and not be a baby!! I couldnt believe it! The kid was only 2! So I hugged him and was nice and tender to him…:)
February 2nd, 2008 at 4:55 pmI have a picture like that of our daughter (a only child) at that age with her Dad and one when he was ready to walk her down the aisle. I get misty eyed every time I look at it. Daughters and Dad’s have a unique bond. Another great moment you have captured to share with us!
February 2nd, 2008 at 5:26 pmWhile my husband is a great father, the picture made me think about what a wonderful dad I have. While my mom was a raving lunatic — sort of like myself — my dad is the constant voice of reason. How I wish I was more like him.
When I was a chihld and would break or ruin something, my mom was always more concerned with what was broken. My dad always asked if I was okay first, then would proceed to to tell me “Just as long as you’re okay, we can always replace things, we can never replace you”. You know what — I’m going to give my dad a call.
February 2nd, 2008 at 7:28 pmOkay, now how did you get them to color coordinate their outfits to the room before sharing a tender moment?!
Chris says: Hahaha. I didn’t even notice that.
February 2nd, 2008 at 7:51 pmWe have boys, so I don’t get to see that tender side in my husband too often. But I know it’s there.
By the way, if you feel like Spreadin’ the Love, I spread some to you on my blog.
February 2nd, 2008 at 8:12 pmAww. My dad was never like that. He would have said something like “Suck it up cryer” and walked away.
I like how he is color coordinated with her walls.
I LOVE her tights! Where do you find cute tights and dresses like that? I’m pretty sure they don’t sell those in Arizona.
Chris says: That’s because you don’t need tights in Arizona, do you? Just rub it in
Truthfully I am fairly certain they came from The Children’s Place.
February 2nd, 2008 at 9:23 pmWhat a BEAUTIFUL picture. It’s almost like a real-life Norman Rockwell shot. You should submit it to a photo contest, Chris…
February 2nd, 2008 at 9:42 pmWow, that made my cry right here.
February 2nd, 2008 at 10:11 pmsuper cute. and touching.
February 2nd, 2008 at 11:28 pmI absolutely love this shot!
February 3rd, 2008 at 12:37 amOH, oh oh oh…be still my heart.
February 3rd, 2008 at 3:46 amShe looks so tiny. Also, do walk around with the camera slung across your shoulder? Just wondering.
February 3rd, 2008 at 8:28 amSee you are way cooler than I. I would be thinking, “Don’t undermine this situation.” I would of course realize in that moment that I would be cleaning the room for the third time that day. I just need to choose to walk away from my own PMS sometimes.
February 3rd, 2008 at 9:45 amWhat a wonderful picture! There is something special between little girls and their dads, and it just grows stronger as we grow older. Your picture really captures that. And have I told you before how much I love your blog!? Thanks for sharing your life, and being such a good photographer!
February 3rd, 2008 at 11:34 amThat is so sweet. I know that if I want anything, all I have to do is ask Katie to ask Daddy and say, “pretty please with a cherry on top,” and he melts like butter.
February 3rd, 2008 at 2:06 pmNorma, I wondered the same thing. So did my husband. He said, “I wonder if she makes them reenact moments for the camera–you know, the way you do with us.” LOL!!!
(What? That’s not NORMAL?!)
February 3rd, 2008 at 2:42 pmHow sweet. What a lovely picture.
February 3rd, 2008 at 3:44 pmMaybe they were the same cable guys that were outside my house at 3 a.m. a few weeks ago. The truck woke me up then I couldn’t go back to sleep for two hours. And it wasn’t even for us… we just happen to be lucky enough to live next to the pole.
February 3rd, 2008 at 4:40 pmThat’s an adorable photo - am impressed you whipped out your camera at that precise moment (is it surgically attached, Chris?!!)
I was so glad to have a girl (2nd time) as my husband is such a loving father, and I really wanted for my daughter what I didn’t have with my father (last heard from last February - I think!). I can already see how much he does on her and she him - it’s such a special bond.
February 3rd, 2008 at 5:02 pmDotes. I meant dotes, not does. Doh
February 3rd, 2008 at 5:03 pmThat’s because Daddies are often pushovers, while Mommies get to be the bad guys.
Still, it’s one of those “awww” moments.
February 3rd, 2008 at 9:38 pmWhat a sweet moment in time!
February 5th, 2008 at 5:05 pmOh, Chris, you are in trouble! Princess has already figured how to work her feminine wiles on the unsuspecting male dad.
February 6th, 2008 at 12:30 pm