Introducing..."I Think So"

We lay in each others arms breathing heavily, sharing our intimate struggle for satisfaction. Breathlessly I ask Kim, "Is it safe?" Her reply in equally staggered breaths, "I think so." And we finish our sweaty dance...Cut to four years later and meet my beautiful daughter Lena.

I woke up this morning as I do so often with my smallest child crawling into bed with Kim and I. Okay I'll admit it and state it with pride, my daughter has me wrapped around her finger...to a point. On most of the little things all she has to do is flash that wonderful smile and I'll give in. She'll make angry or annoy me, then poof there go the pearly whites and my negative feelings disappear.

That's not to say she doesn't get into trouble. Far from it. Its one of my big fears that she will grow up looking for a man, or woman (I don't care as long as she's happy)to take my place having to spoil her. I've met women whose father's gave them everything, and its no fun for a guy trying to live up to that. Let me be clear I want her to be treated with respect and to be loved, but I want her able to stand on her own two feet.

Lena is named after my great aunt Lena, whom I loved very much. She was the aunt that help teach me how to cook, and since I can throw down in the kitchen now, (my family's words, not mine) I think I owe her.

Lena likes to dance and sing, sometimes making up her own little songs. She can also be a little diva when you tell her no. Frowning up her little face, crossing her arms, and stomping off to her room. The girl is a trip.

As I sit here now writing about her I can hear her voice singing a song I've never heard before. One of these days I think I'll get her some vocal lessons. I used to be in a singing group and I can hear that she has good pitch to her voice. I just have no clue of how to train someone to sing.

Anyhoo I'm drifting here. I still have two more little people to introduce, which I'll do as the day goes on. To Be Continued...