No Complaints
A dad never complains especially when it comes to his daughter’s requests. He will bend back and over for his baby girl. Even if that means that he will have to dine with her at her pink table with her fluffy pet animals and sit on her princess chairs or have high tea out of tiny plastic cups.
I remember my father throwing blankets on top of the wooden table in the dining room and telling me and my siblings that he just built a castle for his princesses and now it’s time for us to choose who will be the attacker of the castle and who will defend the pillow attack that is about to come down. Good times.