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Dads…Buy a Teddy Bear for your Daughter on Valentine’s Day

 
 The day of “will you be mine?” is quickly approaching. Can you guess what day? Ah! Yes, my mi amore, Valentine’s Day. Get ready for the last-minute hustle and bustle of card choosing and chocolate tree picking. Husbands will be swooping in and out of retail stores like Superman on a mission. All the “Lois Lanes” will be patiently waiting at their desks to receive flowers of affection. Red roses will be making their dewy debuts. So, ready or not, cupid is about to take center stage once again.


Valentine’s Day has always been special in my memory book. My husband is my Superman and he treats me like his Lois Lane. He adorns the adoration day with flowers and chocolates. Before I got married, I searched for a romantic man. Why? Because my dad had that quality. He always remembered to not only shower love on my mom, but also his daughters. On Valentine’s day, he’d burst through the door with stuffed teddy bears and bouquets. He treated my mom like a queen and treated my sister and I like princesses. I’m not a little princess anymore. I am now Queen Baudoin. My king treats me with respect and loves me without end. I grew into a queen, because of the treatment from my dad.

Dads treat your daughter like a princess, and they will grow to love a prince. Show them respect and they will advance to a queen. Daddies make sure to buy a teddy bear along with your wife’s chocolates. Daddies make sure to write a sweet note in a card along with your wife’s. Don’t forget all the girls in your lives: wives, daughters, sisters, nieces, grandmas, etc. Show your daughters as much love as you do your wife. Daughters will remember your actions all their lives.

So, dads when you do your last-minute Valentine’s shopping remember your little girls at home. They need attention, affection, respect, and love. A simple teddy bear can put a big emphasis on who they date and eventually marry. It is critical to make your daughter feel important. Burst through the door with chocolates, a card, and a stuffed animal. Hug your little girl and point out one of her loving qualities. This Valentine’s Day make your daughter feel like Sleeping Beauty because eventually, her prince will come.

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