1095 days as a parent....

Almost at the 3-year mark of being a parent and I have to say these 1095 days of being my daughter’s father have been the best 3 years of my life. I remember how she looked when they placed under that bun warmer looking heat lamp to the little girl feeding herself and asking me if I had a good day.
All your emotions come through for your children, good or bad. The frustration is high but when they do things right it doesn’t get any better then that. Your feeling of failure is ridiculous when you feel they aren’t performing up to the standards you have as a parent. People tell me she is doing great but I ask myself shouldn’t she know some Chinese and Japanese by now. She does count and speaks about 20 words in Spanish but still.
My little girl who is learning to look out for cars and riding her big wheel and she will be getting a bike when she learns how to steer. Watching her going in circles can be dizzying at times. She memorizes songs and remembers stores and direction and where we are going. So in charge of everything around her but she doesn’t challenge the authority, which is great. “Daddy, can I have cheerios? With milk this time?”
Time does fly so fast but I am soaking in as much as I can. They grow so quickly and become independent. Most of them anyway. Now the only thing left is to have her sing our favorite football teams fight song and everything will be golden. She does know the chorus at least.