I hear the rumble of a motorcycle and watch as Gabriella, our two-year-old toddler, hears it too. Her eyes widen and a lopsided smile appears on her face.I watch fondly as she tries to stand. She pushes her padded bottom up first, and then she wiggles into position as she puts more weight on her feet. When she finally stands, she wobbles once; then, she's steady. She propels herself toward the door as fast as her chubby little legs will carry her.The door opens and she squeals in delight as her daddy immediately swoops her up in his arms."How's my baby girl?" I watch as Collins lovingly hugs her and gives her a kiss on the cheek.Gabriella reaches out and pats his face, a dimple shows in her cheek, "Da-da."He grins down at her, "Da-da, play."He laughs, "In a minute, Baby," he promises her. He walks over to me and still with Gabriella in his arms, he leans in and gives me a kiss.When he lifts his head, I stand back and grin as I point out, "Our daughter is a total daddy's girl."
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