Best seen with Notes about this site You Know You're Ready to Be a Dad When... You smile at any little kid that will look at you. The thought of assembling nursery furniture and toys gets you excited. You take ultrasound pictures to the office to show all your coworkers. You've installed the car seat — eight months before your wife is due. You invite strangers to touch your pregnant wife's stomach. You can't resist buying that rubber ducky. You start looking at baby outfits and saying, "Ooooh, that's cute!" You begin feeling sorry for friends who don't have children. Your single friends start avoiding you. Your wife begins referring to you as "Daddy." You Know You're a New Dad When... Little kids smile and make funny faces at you. The thought of having to assemble anything gives you a headache. You take birth photos to the office to show your coworkers. You discover you've installed the car seat wrong, but lost the directions eight months ago. You're sick and tired of strangers poking at your baby. You have nightmares featuring squeaking toys. You look at your baby's outfit and say, "Ooooh, is that poop?" Friends who don't have children feel sorry for you. Your single friends continue to avoid you. Your baby says, "Da-da," and it's the most wonderful thing you've ever heard. Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
You Know You're Ready to Be a Dad When... You smile at any little kid that will look at you. The thought of assembling nursery furniture and toys gets you excited. You take ultrasound pictures to the office to show all your coworkers. You've installed the car seat — eight months before your wife is due. You invite strangers to touch your pregnant wife's stomach. You can't resist buying that rubber ducky. You start looking at baby outfits and saying, "Ooooh, that's cute!" You begin feeling sorry for friends who don't have children. Your single friends start avoiding you. Your wife begins referring to you as "Daddy." You Know You're a New Dad When... Little kids smile and make funny faces at you. The thought of having to assemble anything gives you a headache. You take birth photos to the office to show your coworkers. You discover you've installed the car seat wrong, but lost the directions eight months ago. You're sick and tired of strangers poking at your baby. You have nightmares featuring squeaking toys. You look at your baby's outfit and say, "Ooooh, is that poop?" Friends who don't have children feel sorry for you. Your single friends continue to avoid you. Your baby says, "Da-da," and it's the most wonderful thing you've ever heard. Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
You smile at any little kid that will look at you. The thought of assembling nursery furniture and toys gets you excited. You take ultrasound pictures to the office to show all your coworkers. You've installed the car seat — eight months before your wife is due. You invite strangers to touch your pregnant wife's stomach. You can't resist buying that rubber ducky. You start looking at baby outfits and saying, "Ooooh, that's cute!" You begin feeling sorry for friends who don't have children. Your single friends start avoiding you. Your wife begins referring to you as "Daddy." You Know You're a New Dad When... Little kids smile and make funny faces at you. The thought of having to assemble anything gives you a headache. You take birth photos to the office to show your coworkers. You discover you've installed the car seat wrong, but lost the directions eight months ago. You're sick and tired of strangers poking at your baby. You have nightmares featuring squeaking toys. You look at your baby's outfit and say, "Ooooh, is that poop?" Friends who don't have children feel sorry for you. Your single friends continue to avoid you. Your baby says, "Da-da," and it's the most wonderful thing you've ever heard. Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
You Know You're a New Dad When... Little kids smile and make funny faces at you. The thought of having to assemble anything gives you a headache. You take birth photos to the office to show your coworkers. You discover you've installed the car seat wrong, but lost the directions eight months ago. You're sick and tired of strangers poking at your baby. You have nightmares featuring squeaking toys. You look at your baby's outfit and say, "Ooooh, is that poop?" Friends who don't have children feel sorry for you. Your single friends continue to avoid you. Your baby says, "Da-da," and it's the most wonderful thing you've ever heard. Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
Little kids smile and make funny faces at you. The thought of having to assemble anything gives you a headache. You take birth photos to the office to show your coworkers. You discover you've installed the car seat wrong, but lost the directions eight months ago. You're sick and tired of strangers poking at your baby. You have nightmares featuring squeaking toys. You look at your baby's outfit and say, "Ooooh, is that poop?" Friends who don't have children feel sorry for you. Your single friends continue to avoid you. Your baby says, "Da-da," and it's the most wonderful thing you've ever heard. Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
Daddy's Little Girl You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are. You're mommy's bright and shining star. You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree. You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me. You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything nice. And you're daddy's little girl. You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright. You were touched by the holy and beautiful light. Like angels that sing, a heavenly thing. And you're daddy's little girl.
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