A Family's Story Living with Ichthyosis 16: My Daughter's Idol

This time, I'm not going to write about ichthyosis, but rather about my daily life with my eldest daughter.

My eldest son and eldest daughter each have their own rooms, but they don't really sleep alone.

So, I take turns sleeping with them every other day.

This is about the days I sleep with my eldest daughter.

When it's time to go to bed, my daughter really loves to talk.

Things that happened at school.

Things that were fun.

Things about her friends.

Every time, I would ask,

“Did anything bad happen?”

“Did anyone say anything to you?”

I would ask things like that.

After that,

we would talk about memories of family outings,

talk about the future,

and sometimes even discuss life philosophy (lol).

I loved those times.

That's why I think my daughter was able to tell me about the 'incident that almost turned into bullying' that I wrote about in a previous article.

It's right here ↓

One day, when we were sleeping together,

my daughter suddenly said,

“You know, there's someone I admire.”

“Huh!? Someone you admire?”

(Is it me? lol)

With a little bit of expectation,

I asked,

“Who do you admire?”

And she said...

“Grandpa!”

It was my wife's father (lol).

“Huh! That's unexpected!

Why?”

Then my daughter said with a straight face,

“Grandpa doesn't do anything.”

“Grandma does everything for him.”

“She even gets the TV remote for him.”

“She even brings him his alcohol.”

“I think that's nice.”

...

That's what it is!? (lol)
I couldn't help but laugh.

But, I thought at that moment,

children really do watch adults closely.

And today,

my second son had a fever, so I took the day off work.

Usually, I leave the house early in the morning, so I'm not home before the kids wake up.

But today was different.

“Daddy's here.”

My eldest daughter wouldn't get up (lol).

Even when I woke her up, she wouldn't get ready.

She wouldn't get dressed.

“I guess I have no choice.”

I said as I helped her get dressed.

She wouldn't eat her breakfast either, so

I fed her (lol).

She tried to tie her hair herself, but it was a mess.

In the end, Mom had to redo it (lol).

Seeing that, I said,

“You've become just like the Grandpa you admire (lol).”

“Getting dressed for you,

getting fed,

and even having your hair tied for you (lol).”

Then my daughter...

Had a satisfied look on her face. (lol)

I guess she really does like that kind of thing (lol).

Of course, she usually does things for herself just fine.

But, on the rare days when Daddy is home in the morning,

a spoiled morning like this isn't so bad.

That's what I thought today.

And in the end,

I ended up driving only my eldest daughter to school (lol).