Mazzy likes her father more than me. I made that clear last week. This is true for most little girls, I’ve heard, so I’m trying not to take it too personally.
Mazzy’s love of Daddy goes beyond her need to be around him— it’s a need to BE LIKE HIM as well.
The most clear example of this is her extreme dedication to her Giants t-shirt. I know I’ve mentioned it already but I really want to hammer this home.
She asks to wear it EVERY SINGLE DAY— temperature, occasion, be damned. Even Mike has begun to insist she wear other clothing. I have tried to relegate it as “bedtime only” so neighbors don’t start to suspect neglect.
The daddy-like attire doesn’t stop at her shirt. She has also become obsessed with Mike’s baseball hats. She likes to wear them backwards and struts around like she’s the coolest thing since, well… Daddy.