Daddy took me shopping for my birthday one night this week. I asked for new winter boots, and so he took me to a local mall. We 
spent two wandering the shopping center, on a quest for the perfect pair of boots. Black, with a tiny bit of heel. Something that looked stylish, that I could wear without being embarrassed, and that Howie wouldn’t yell at me for.
I never found them.
Still, I had a really great time. It’s very rare that I get to spend much one-on-one time with my dad. I loved having him to myself for a few hours. Linking arms with him. Having him guide me around the mall. Asking his opinion about things. Laughing with him. Being daddy’s little girl.
Those two hours were one of my best birthday gifts.
if this was a facebook post I’d press the “like” button AND leave a comment.
loved what you said about walking arm and arm, laughing and making memories. I need to do more of this w/ my girls..thanks for the prompting. DM