After reading the thread about children who don't want anything to do with their dads, I have to ask: am I the ONLY MNer with a dd whose devotion to her father would make Dr Freud clap his little hands in glee? Granted, dp is a splendid and hands-on dad, who gets up more in the night than I do, and has the additional bonus of slight novelty value (he gets home later than I do and isn't around on Fridays when I'm off work). Granted, too, that his undoubted shortcomings (untidiness, an overly liberal hand with chocolate and sugar puffs, a tendency to put CBeebies on all the time) can only be advantages to the three-year-old mind. And dd1 and I do get on splendidly. But the fact remains that I do NOT get the unswerving devotion surely I'm entitled to (I've got an Indian mother! I know how these things should work!). It's Daddydaddydaddy who really is the ongoing poster boy for my child (who even referred to herself as 'daddy's little girl' the other day).The last straw was when I gave her some flowers to carry the other day and she said lovingly 'these are for my daddy' - I BOUGHT THOSE, KID, THEY'RE MINE!!!
In case you were wondering, it's always been like this. And quite feasibly her devotion to the non-lactating parent has encouraged the bond between her and dd2 (they're very sweet together) because she's not been driven insane with jealousy for the breastfeeding baby. But it does, very occasionally worry me. And it piques me more of the time!