Zodyl is the type of dad to hesitate to hold his newborn baby girl until you urge him to, but when he does, he melts.
Zodyl is the type of dad who has his arm painfully curled around the driver's seat to hold your hand while he's driving you three back home from the hospital. His jaw feathers, and hes constantly looking through the rear view mirror for glimpses of you calmly resting in the backseat, your hand tightly holding onto his. There's a sense of anxiety and vulnerability he hasn't felt in quite a long time, and he swears he'll never do this again. Though, he's completely unaware that he'll find himself in this exact, uncomfortable position for his one-year-old that demands she hold daddy's hand at all times.
Zodyl is the type of dad who lets his little girl get away with damn near anything. Yes, he will sit patiently while his four-year-old waterboards him with the sprinkler—he'll even hold it for her. Yes, he'll lay on the floor or the couch and let his baby girls treat him like a mini jungle gym. But every second of their rough play he's extremely cautious of where they are and if they're about to get hurt.
Zodyl is the type of dad who has his little ones trailing after him like a baby duck. He acts somewhat annoyed, maybe sighing or subtly rolling his eyes. But, he frowns whenever his little duckling isn't waddling after him, silently wondering where his baby is.
Zodyl is the type of dad who insists that his child cannot be spoiled by sleeping in the bed with you, but when your daughter tip-toes in your room with wide eyes and tears rolling down her cheeks, Zodyl immediately brings her into his arms to listen about whatever tonights nightmare was.
Zodyl is the type of dad who swears he isn't swayed by his little girl, that hes not wrapped around her finger until she pulls put her ultimate move: puppy eyes and a pouty bottom lip.
Zodyl is the type of dad who wont yield to incessant whining, but will consider negotiation. He teaches his child to be smart, to take advantage of different avenues to get what she wishes, to learn how to negotiate if you or Zodyl continue to refuse. In fact, several times she's negotiated an extra five minutes before bedtime, or another cookie for desert. It makes him proud.
Zodyl is the type of dad to partake in nearly any activity your daughter asks him too. He might grumble or sigh, he might be able to resist whining, but he cannot resist little arms wrapped around his leg with a chubby cheek pressed against him, and quiet, adorable pleas.
Zodyl claims to be the type of parent to remain strong in his decisions, and not tolerate foolishness—but in actuality, he is painfully wrapped around his daughter's chubby little finger.
