Favouritism

I love my children equally as every good dad should (even if one has been a total nightmare and made your day a living hell). One would think that if you love your children the same way, your child would love both parents the same. But this is grownup logic and not toddler logic.

For the last few months I have had a fan and that is Amy. She would greet me with a smile when ever she saw me and generally hang around like a groupie. Now Lilly would do the same but she didn’t care if mummy would take her to bed or read to her. Amy on the other hand would throw a fit and say “daddy do it”, “daddy do it” until she got her own way. It’s good to be wanted I guess unless you can’t leave the room without where you are going and when you coming back.

Emma was getting a little upset about it all as she was feeling very unwanted. I on the other hand was basking in being popular although being the good dad that I am was giving equal time to Lilly, well when Amy let her near me that is.

A week or so ago, we were sat downstairs, the girls were having their milk just before bed. It was time to put them in their grow bags ready for bed. Then the little voice said “mummy do it”, “mummy do it”. From that second on to now Amy has switched her loyalty and now mummy is queen of all things.

Now I don’t recall dropping Amy on her head at any point and although we have our arguments I can’t pin point when she decided not to be daddies favourite any more. I am fairly sure that Emma has promised her something or slipped her some cash without me knowing. Time will tell J. Lilly still loves me, in an equal to mummy sort of way.

I feel that this may be the start of a very long emotional journey. The women in my life may use these little tricks later on in life to get what they want.