There are two things (among a few others) that warm my heart. The look in my daughters eyes when she looks at her daddy melts me. To her, he is a super hero. He can fix anything, protect anyone and she is sure that he will be the best doctor the world has ever seen. To her, he is topnotch dad. When he has a bad day, makes a mistake, or maybe doesn't do as well as he expects, Gracie encourages him with a "You are the best, Daddy! or You can do it, Daddy!"
She loves to make jokes with him, play tricks on him and "take him out" when playing Sorry.
What warms my heart even more is watching him interact with her. He is an incredible dad. He loves completely showing her with his attentiveness, his playfullness, and his devotion. He is protective and patient.
He believes she is the smartest, the most talented, the bravest, the funniest and the "est" of everything. He's her fan. He's her dad. 
And although he always picks the wrong time to get her wound up with tickling right before bedtime or jokes in church, he is always present with her. He doesn't think of his role as a babysitter for mom, but rather as dad, as friend, and cheerleader. 
And when I watch them play or walk hand in hand my heart melts and I fall in love with him all over again.
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