"Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express."-Joseph Addison
Whether Steven is busily preparing a big family meal, planting new flowers around our palm trees or simply working on a home improvment project like emptying out the gutters...Kinsey is always just a few steps away.
He pulls out the cooking supplies...she rushes to put on her apron and starts making place cards. He puts on his yardwork gear and she's on the hunt for her garden gloves. He steps onto the ladder and she's right there handing up tools while keeping him steady and secure.
Since she's been a toddler she has reveled in being Daddy's little helper. And he's always so patient and sweet with her...even when she spills the flour, stomps on the new blossoms or drops his favorite tools in the bushes.
There's a lot to learn from them as a silent observer...their relaxed acceptance of one another, his repeated validations and most simply the way they seem to share a phyical and emotional dialogue that makes both of them very happy. Me too.