4 years, 4 months.
Either I say this all the time or somehow I’ve only implied it so often I figured it didn’t need to say it…
But for the record, I totally claim you as “Daddy’s Girl”.
What helped me realize this is when Grandma got you a shirt that says that on it.
And it wasn’t really even until I took a picture of you wearing the shirt that I processed what it said:
That “Daddy’s Girl” is obviously how I see you.
You and I have a special connection that I don’t have with anyone else in this entire world.