She's not really one to cuddle with folks other than Mommy, though she occasionally shares a hug with Amy's Mommy or cuddles in our nanny's lap.
But Eleanor's Daddy came to watch Eleanor have dinner with Calliope tonight and Calliope was enthralled.
Of course she's too young to have an idea about what a Daddy is -- she just thinks this guy named Seth who comes with Eleanor is so funny and silly.
But I'm a little wistful. Watching her climb into the chair with Seth tonight made me a little sad on her behalf. I have no regrets about our little family. But I wish I could provide her with another person that loved her as much as I do, one that makes silly faces and plays chasing/tickling/turning upside down games.
She will be fine without this. And I will do my best to be both parents. I won't be perfect, and she will be fine. Maybe with Daddy issues, more likely not. And still, what good parent wouldn't want even more than what she can provide?