Daddy’s little girl


This isn’t THE origami rose. I don’t even know if THE rose was red or some other color. But my not-quite-11-year-old granddaughter had an unforgettable Valentine’s Day. She discovered her “cubbie,” in a particular classroom I assume, had been filled with chocolates and an assortment of origami creations, including a rose. A boy she likes had left them for her. It’s a mutual like, so I’m really excited for her. … except she’s only in fifth grade! She turns 11 next week. I’m a bit surprised and stunned, and needless to say her dad is in a state of considerable consternation. He likes the boy in question, but his little girl is still very much his little girl. Of course, we parents know she will always be Daddy’s little girl.

… just as I was always my daddy’s little girl …


6 thoughts on “Daddy’s little girl

  1. Oh, but she is at such a fun age for discovering boys. I can still vividly remember the butterflies in my stomach when I talked to, held hands, or just admired from a distance, guys that I had crushes on.

    1. As I understand it, she was very excited. I specifically remember a couple of boys from 5th or 6th grade, but only as classmates. (I suppose it says something that I still remember them … ) My son is having all kinds of mixed feelings about this. He’s going to need a lot of support when she gets married! Chocolates and origami, though. Wow, sounds like quite a catch.

... and that's my two cents