Daddy's Babygirl

Someone once asked my Daddy if he wished I was a boy? My Daddy told me he immediately replied hell no! He loves me and extremely proud of me. I wasn't offended that someone asked him that question because I think its natural for a guy to want a son. My Dad told me just this past Sunday he was proud of me because he watched me grow from this little baby, to big girl, to a tom boy, to a beautiful lady. I think I am like my Dad in many ways. I have his chinky eyes, sense of sarcasm, athletic (Lord knows my Momma wasn't) and many other qualities. I once told my Daddy, "I will be your little boy and little girl." I was young when I said this but in so many ways I was. Anything my Daddy was doing I wanted to do. I loved and still do love the fact that when I got sick, my Daddy would make soup and applesauce and let me lay on his lap while I drank tea (even when I was in college) to help get me better. He could be eating dinner and I could walk in and eat food off of his plate. He would offer to make me a plate but I always refuse...I guess that's because I only want it because its his. People have asked me how come as an adult I still call him "Daddy?" The answer is simple, because he is my Daddy! I love him!