Every kid’s got one. Expressions that are the sum of annoyance, exhaustion, silliness and love (heavy on the final two ingredients). And every dad craves to see it flashed in his direction.
[the many moods of The Bear, f/ 1 former iteration of her “Oh Daddy” face]
I get the majority of the “Oh Daddy” faces from the Bear in and around milestone dates; end of the school year, birthdays, that sorta thing. Her “Oh Daddy” face is never in short supply at these moments because I can’t help myself from saying things like:
- “This is the last time you’ll get out of the car as a 6-year old”.
- “Wow, this is the final time you’ll walk into the house as the big sister of a 3-year old”.
- “You’ll never brush your teeth as a 6-year old again”.
- “Do you know this is the last Tuesday you’ll ever have a 3-year old sister?”
- I could go on for hours…and sometimes do.
She groans, rolls her silver-screen-worthy blue yes and shots me that look. And I can’t get enough of it. It’s what fuels me to keep going, down to the most banal of activities – yeah, even more mundane than “the final time you’ll exit the vehicle…”. If it’s the last time she’s doing something as something, I’m going to let it fly.
Get ready baby, ’cause “This is the last time you’ll have breakfast as a 1st grader” is burning a hole in my pocket.
