Wednesday, February 14, 2007

A Brazen Attempt to Soften My Cynical Contempt for Feb. 14th.

6:30 a.m.

Hoarse Whisper: "Daddy . . ."

Shit! It's only 6:30. Is she already awake? Pleeeease . . . I just want to sleep for another 45 minutes. Maybe if I just lay here she'll leave me alone.

"Daddy . . ."

Goddammit! It isn't working. Jesus Christ, it's early! What the hell does she want? "What?"

"Happy Valem-time's day. I love you."

4 Comments:

At 2:50 PM , Blogger Ginger said...

awwwwww! So sweet...

 
At 3:16 PM , Anonymous Kate O' said...

Adorable. And remember (and this is coming from a DLG -- Daddy's Little Girl, so listen up), you'll always be her first valentine. That's a pretty great place to be, and don't you ever forget it. ;)

 
At 5:12 PM , Blogger Lynnster said...

Ha! She SO totally got you!

And similar to Kate, I was my Daddy's only girl too. The reason I know what good dads a lot of you guys are is I come here and read stuff like this about you & Little Knuck, or I read S&F's curmudgeonly grumblings (yeah right) about Lil' Fat, and I smile and laugh but also miss my Dad very much.

Dads are really special to their girls (especially when you're an only one like me), and one day when LK's old like me she'll be smiling remembering her first and best Valentine too. :)

Happy VD! Heh. :)

 
At 3:24 PM , Blogger LeBlanc said...

sniff

 

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