For daughters, and young ones in particular, fathers are larger than life.
I saw this clearly when one of my daughters was about nine. We were horsing around, and I flexed my arm muscle for her. She stopped, looked, and gasped, “Whoa, Dad! You should be on the can of protein powder!” Mind you, I weigh 150 pounds.
During a conversation my wife and I had about ten years ago, she was adamant that her father was taller than I. “My dad’s taller than you are!” she declared, with utter certainty.
He was in his eighties, and maybe five foot six. I’m five foot nine. It didn’t matter. My wife’s daddy was huge. So was my daughter’s. So is your daughter’s.
Keep stepping up dads. Your daughters need you.
