Daddy: The More Favorite


Daddy's GirlI knew this day was coming as soon as the technician said, “It’s A Girl!”.  I knew, that one day, even though technically there would be three girls in the house, I would be outnumbered.

More like left out.

Because that sweet baby who snuggled me close, staked her claim, screamed when anyone but me held her, would eventually fall in love with him.  Yes, him.  You know, Daddy.

It took 20 months.  20 months for her to realize that he is more fun.  Has better character voices, is a stronger jungle gym.  20 months for her to stop crying every time he held her, or kissed me, or walked into the room.  20 months for everything she loved about Mama to be replaced with washing the car and fishing off the river bank and sneaking cookies and samples at Costco.  20 months for me to be relegated to the other side of the couch, the girls snuggled close around him, watching Scooby Doo or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or some other boy show he watched when he was little.

I wouldn’t characterize either of my girls as “Daddy’s Girls” or “Daddy’s Little Princesses”.  I think that stereotype is dangerous.  And so does Daddy.  We tease each other about favorites but as my five year old would say:  I have three favorites, you and Daddy and Lulu.  And it’s true – we are all each other’s favorites.

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lk herndon is a mother, writer, teacher whose debut children’s book, “Petunia”, has just been released on Amazon.

Shaped by her experiences growing up Southern, lk herndon tells sweet and simple stories. She earned her BA in Political Science, her MFA in Creative Non-Fiction and has spent more than a decade teaching high school subjects such as: AP Language and American Literature, Honors World Literature, World History, and American History.

While her days are spent in the classroom, the balance of time is spent as Mama to her Monogram Mafia (alongside her very favorite partner-in-chaos, former high school sweetheart and now husband of nearly seven years, BJ). Sneaking in time to write between the snuggles and squeals, lk herndon graces the world with a sneak peek into real life adventures sprinkled with overgrown imaginations and uncommon sense.

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