One of our favorite poems in this home is by e.e. cummings and is called "i carry your heart." We often sign off e-mails or letters with those sentiments. So it struck me that perhaps that explains little miss's behavior.
You see, she seems to wake up usually when I'm speaking with G on skype. Well enough that he's actually been able to see my stomach hop as she bumps around in there. And since I carry him in my heart and carry her beneath my heart, perhaps she's getting to know him better than we imagine!
I hope so. I hope to raise a daughter who admires her father, a true daddy's girl. I hope that she and I are close, but I hope that by things like daddy daughter dates and time for just the two of them, to instill in her a special relationship with him.
I carry your heart G, and your daughter as well! May you have an amazing relationship all your lives.