I was a Daddy's girl all the way, and from the looks of it Lucy is going to follow in Mom's footsteps.
I leave to write my blog early yesterday morning and this is what I came back to (my husband does wear shirts, I promise!):
"There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. "
-John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994