You never really feel more like a father until you're holding daughter as she's trying to feed herself. You help her all that you can but she still insists in holding the bottle herself. At the end of the experience she has milk splashed all over her face. It's covering one of her eyelids where she tried to insert her bottle in her eye. As you try and wipe it away she yells at you because it's a cruel thing to clean her. When you put her in her crib she yells at you again because although she can barely keep her eyes open she does not want to go to bed. She will make her own bed time and now is not it. As you try and calm her down she goes from one extreme to the other and starts laughing hysterically. This puts you into hysterics and you both end up laughing at each other.
These are the moments that make being a parent worth it. Believe me there are times when I am so frustrated that I simply do not know what to do. But, the moments when we are laughing with each other make every other moment worth it. Melissa and I were talking once and decided that Paige and I were always going to be at ends with each other. "Ends" meaning that we were going to absolutely love each other or be wanting to wring the others neck. There will probably never be middle ground. She is only 8 months old and she already knows what pushes my buttons. But she knows exactly what she needs to do in order to make me happy. She's such a funny little girl.