Daddy,a daughter's first love

A page from Scrapbook,dated October 4,2004

Oh! Can anyone ever touch Daddy's little Princess?

Yes,you are getting it absolutely right!Today I'm gonna talk about My Father (My cute,funny,lil' sexy,lil' flirty,loving Daddy!).

My parents divorced(now this ring a bell,of his right to flirt with other women...to all of you...winks...) when I was three,and since then I have been living with my father.


Let me first give some intro about him.No doubt he is sexy,his charms kill women out there,he is cute,at least...according to me,he loves me more than anything else in the world,the only parent I need to handle('cuz all men are sloppy,at least in their house),and other than that he is a cop!
He is everything to me,my mother and my father,both.His role in my life is indispensable,in fact,he is the only family I've.He was there for me when she wasn't!He changed my diapers,fed me,stayed awake till I cried,brushed my tangles and tied up pigtail,took me to the park for strolls,and amused me with toys.

It was first day to school,and I panicked,I was so scared!I hugged him tightly repeating again and again,"Daddy,I don't wanna go,I want to go home"

There he was like a medicine,he calmed me down in a minute,tapping my shoulder,he said,"Pumkin,you'll be fine,Daddy is right here.Step In!if you still feel  this to be odd,I will take you back home,I promise!"
And there he was,standing the whole time at the doorstep smiling at me.
You see,that's my father!

Sweet,Cute,Caring,Lovable,Understanding,and at the end of the day what matters to him is his "Pumkin!" :) :) :)


He was my nanny,looking after me all day long.We shared everything,I never hide things from him,neither does he.

He caught me when I fell,he was there when I first spoke,he even helped me with homework.He allowed me Ice-creams for breakfast,not many do that!

He even shared his interesting case stories with me,and I adore,'the father-cop-father' thing.He says I somehow help him in his work too in solving his cases,with my normal ways of talking,but I yet don't know how?but I dare not find that out about dead people.So if I'm lucky for him,that's great....(thumbs up,and nothing more)


One day,after his work,he was back home early before I returned from shopping out with friends.And as I enter the house,guess what I see?
My Dad sitting on the couch with a hangdog look.I really get worried when my all time cheerful father puts up something like that.He hugs me tightly and says,"Pump,you have all grown up,soon after you will leave for college and then with someone else,I couldn't imagine something like that"
I was like huh what "Dad...I'm just 14,you need not go that far,and in any case I'm still gonna stay your little girl."
"Promise?"
"Yea,promise...and now please go to bed,Night Daddy"

He always--the coat of a day's work frustration,anger,tension or anything else,dropped it right outside my room's door,and the person who entered everyday to say 'Goodnight' was just my father.He used to work up late(nearly daily),and he would stop by to watch me sleep every night before he went to bed.He says,"I looked so adorable,that way.."(that's ridiculous,he adored my snorting and drooling)..But he loves me in any way,however it may be.

I know I have never been a lot of pain for him to handle,for a child to know all she had was her father,matured faster,I suppose.Not that,he ever treated me like an adult,but somewhere I understood on my own,what are the things I was suppose to do and what not,so that made me a matured kid.

He always tells me,"You surprise me,Pumkin!"

And I have just one answer all the time,"Surprises are good,
sometimes!"

During my teens,I would tell him everything in exchange,he made a secret promise not to see the awkwardness of my teenage years,and lock my secrets safely.I had his shoulder to cry on when I had break ups,we discussed about his flings too...wink...wink...

I feel my dad likes loves someone *secretly*.That someone works in his office,and she is kinda pretty and sweet(I kinda like her).I'm still investigating on it...I will let you guys know when the case is solved.... ;-)

Now that's how I sum up all about him,but..."um...I just want to tell you Daddy,no matter what happens I never leave you.You are the best Christmas present from Santa and I'm not gonna part with it,Ever......No replacements,No new exchange!"

I'm 15 now,long way to go...

  P.S.:Daddy!Love You,totally & completely....