Watching our little girl grow

I was realizing today that my little irl is growing up. She now has ways she wants things lined up, opened and played with. I watch her play with toy groceries and wonder is she really only 2.9 yrs old. She plays, and watches her shows as if I am not even around. She still "needs Help" which means come sit by me so we can play toys, or tells me where my chair is. She tells me good bye, gives me hugs, kisses and all the attention any one man could deserve. I never realized as a younger man how important a family was, but I would trade my life for anyones. I am a very lucky, happy, proud amn. My wife puts up with all my craziness, she takes really good care of me. I have no complaints about anything. I know she will continue to grow up and I will have to continue to change with her, and I know the challenges will get harder, but for now just playing with plastic food, and view master is all I need to worry about.