On sunday, I took Abbie and Seamus on a picnic while Sean took Quinn fishing.
I love these times, because Abbie and I don’t get much time like that together. Even though Seamus can be a handful, if we are outside and he has a ball to toss, she and I can get some talkin’ done.
We needed to stop by the grocery store first and pick up some junky stuff to munch on during our outing. Something in the parking lot triggered her thoughts of her daddy and she started the following conversation:
Abbie: “I can’t wait to be married and have a husband one day.”
Me: “Oh yeah? Why?”
Abbie: “Because I will marry someone fun, like daddy. And I will kiss him everyday. And he will tickle me like daddy does… and I will beat him up like I beat daddy up… and we will laugh about it.”
Me: “As long as it’s someone like daddy and you are playing, you’ll be just fine.”
Abbie: “I know.”
I love her heart. And I love how she loves her daddy.
And I believe that if she finds someone like her daddy, she will be just fine. I’m thankful she has her standards set high.