He learned ponytails. He never had a sister. He has sleepovers in her room and they listen to music and talk about her day. He coaches her in floor hockey. He is always giving her pointers on softball and basketball in the yard. They have that song they dance to in the kitchen. It started when he told her they had to practice for the Daddy Daughter Dance-Marty Robbins, “El Paso”. They have a handshake. They do this exaggerated sigh thing too. He says, that I need to step in when all the “girl” stuff starts happening, but what he doesn’t realize is that he is the girl stuff. He’s making her love herself. He’s making her see how she should be loved. He asks her all the time, “Mae, who is the most beautiful girl in the whole entire city?” She pretends to get shy and then jumps up and points to herself. He brings home hair things and unicorn t-shirts and pink running shoes for her that he sees in stores. She loves them all. He thinks she is so funny and smart. He tells her all the time how creative she is. She adores him. He taught her to ride a bike, and how to tie her shoes. She makes “cozy spots” for him to snuggle on the floor with her and all of her stuffed animals and drawings. He can’t handle it if she gets hurt or injured. He can’t bear it. He doesn’t want her to grow up. He asked me the other day what we were going to do when the kids move away. I said, “Follow them.”
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