DD has spent the w/e away with her dad. She doesn't see much of him, but when she does, she loves being with him. She likely won't see him again for weeks, as that's his usual 'pattern'. DD has now decided that her dad is her 'favourite' person in her family. Would invite him to a special day out if she found a golden ticket in a 'wonka bar'
. He is her favourite parent. All things she told me earlier tonight. He is the true epitomy of a 'disney dad' in that he doesn't do 'parenting' so DD gets all the freedoms she doesn't get with me. I've got to make sure she brushes her teeth, washes her face, tidies her room, does her homework, eats her dinner etc. etc. etc.
It just sucks to know that despite everything I try to do for her, it won't ever measure up to what her dad does, because he can indulge her without dealing with the consequences of that overindulgence.
So, come commiserate with me over how bollocks it is to do have to do all the 'shit' work of being a parent, with none of the 'glory'. I don't even think I'll get my reward in heaven...