*fondly* I wonder if the first one wasn't just as demanding and the hazy, rose-colored filters of nostalgia are making us think differently.
It must be difficult.
*clears his throat* At times it...does make me a little uncomfortable. When she so obviously prefers her other father. *evenly enough to pass with most people (although probably not with you)* All I can do is be the best dad I know how to be and hope that she'll remember something about me one day. I remember a little more about her each day we spend together, but I'm being cautious about what I tell her. *sighs softly* She's got a whole new life now.