Over the weekend, my daughter was talking about her friends. She kept going on and on about them so I asked her if she loved them more than me. I was just teasing her, but at the same time I was curious. She told me she loved her friends as much as me. My daughter, at only five years of age, broke my heart.
When I asked her if she wanted to live with her friend instead of us, she said OK. I was expecting her to say no. Before Princess M started kindergarten this school year, she told my wife and I that she was going to live with us forever. She didn’t want to get marry and didn’t want to start her own family. What happened to that girl? The girl that has taken my daughter’s place looks like Princess M, but she doesn’t act like her.
Princess M has changed so much during the school year. It seems like it was just yesterday when I use to drive her to and from school. Now she takes the bus so she can hang out with her friends. I remember hearing about a parent who was replaced by Google (for homework). At least Google is a multi-billion dollar company. I’ve been replaced by five year olds.
I want my real daughter back. The one that lives with us now is a clone or one of those pod-things from Invasion of the Body Snatchers. She looks like my daughter, but she’s not. My real daughter would never break my heart. I missed the old Princess M. I want daddy’s little girl back.