Today, for the second morning in a row, June cried for her Dad. There are some places in her heart where mommy can't go. And while I'll admit it is tough to share the limelight, it is lovely to see her becoming so obviously attached to him. (She even says "da da da.")
I know he loves it too. And I am thankful to have a husband who is such a great Dad.
After all, Dads are really important to a girl.