I love this pic of my favorite “Dad and daughter”. There are days when I’m flummoxed by my good fortune. How did I get so lucky? I found a partner who’s put up with me for decades while reserving just enough patience to be a doting, loving papa.
What I enjoy most is the connection these two have around tools and knowing how to fix stuff. Me? In the face of full-on armageddon, I won’t survive because I have zero skills. No hands-on capacity whatsoever unless it involves cooking or baking. When the apocalypse comes, I’ll be whipping up a batch of brownies, just so you know.
Fixing something? Home repairs? Understanding anything about mechanicals, engineering? Nope, nope and nope. These two, however? The gene pool richly rewarded our “DD” (dear daughter) with all of the how-to skills the world could offer – in the form of do-it-yourselfer DNA from her papa.
I suppose I contributed to some of her other talents (she’s the best negotiator I know 😉) but this photo speaks to me – especially now. She’s old enough to demonstrate that she has the blessed combo of people skills and smarts about ‘things’.
“DD” is a strong young woman with a caretaker heart and while I feel a sense of pride in her academic abilities and accomplishments, the fact that she knows her way around a toolbox means just as much. Maybe more? She’s my independent, step back and let me do it girl – no matter the task.
After a job well done, she also knows how to kick back and relax. Her papa showed her how to do that, too.