When my daughter was very young (about two) she would awaken very early every morning, climb out of her bed and come crawl into our bed (on my side). Every day my husband would complain that she favored me over him. Every day I assured him that this was not true...she would crawl in on his side one day.
Happy was I one fine morning when Jen came padding into our room and headed for Daddy's side of the bed.
Happy was I when she said, "Daddy?"
Happy was he as he reached to pick her up to help her crawl in.
UGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!! Unhappy was he when she puked on him (right in the face)!
(Happy was I that she had selected DADDY to take care of her that morning!)
HAHA...I still laugh when I think about that morning.