dadadadada
Thursday, 30th July 2009
yesterday morning, i woke up to something special. my baby girl, lucia, calling/identifying me as “dadadadada.” it warms my heart (or, was that the sunburn/rash from yesterday’s surf session?)
regardless, it sounded amazing.
granted i’ve experienced this stage before (with nico,) but with my daughter, it’s different. my son’s first “dadada” signified father/son bonding, lucia’s declaration simply melted me.
her soft, delicate voice spoke to me like christa “NICO” päffgen.
lucia, my little princess, my sweet bird of paradise…when you grow up, i pity the first dude that shows up at our front door.
love, dad.
