Which Star Did I Wish On? Daddy and Daughter Dates

It’s been nearly three and a half years since the birth of our first daughter and I’m only realizing now that I don’t date enough. The kind of date where you spend all your attention on the person whose hand you’re holding. Where you don’t hear anyone else’s voice and where time flies but you want it to go on forever.

A date where your wife waits patiently at home and gives you a big kiss when you pull into the driveway and carry your girl across the threshold of the house.

I need to go on more dates with my daughters. In three years plus, what I’ve realized more than anything is that kids grow up fast. Much too fast for my comfort. For the first year or so of my oldest daughter’s life, I spent more time trying to figure out how to properly change a bum and how to hold a child like a human not like a sack of potatoes. Then by the time I truly started to feel good at being a dad, we had our second child and everything just got busy.

Now I feel good again and I’m looking to get back into the dating scene. And spending as much time around my daughters as I do, they seem like a great catch. I think spending one on one time with your children is one of the best ways to build bonds with them. This goes for both moms and dads. It’s easy math (and trust me I’m not good at math) that when you’re alone with one child, you have more attention to give them.

My oldest daughter in particular is at an age where these dates can happen and I’m looking forward to them more than I’ve looked forward to something in a long time.

I can picture our dates already.

  1. I’ll put on my work clothes and she’ll put on their ‘sock pants’ (tights) and best Sunday attire. The dress will be so frilly that when she spins around she’ll “look just like a ballerina.” And she’ll be more beautiful than anything I’ve seen.

  2. We’ll both brush our hair, because “when grown-ups go outside they need to not have crazy hair.”

  3. Strap them into their car seat and then not be able to see them as we drive from Point A to Point B. This is ok though because when kids are strapped in a car seat, you can sure hear them. If the date goes according to plan, we likely sing ABCD 37 times.

  4. We get to a fancy restaurant. That isn’t that fancy but it is a spot that will allow my kid to yell and run around. They’ll allow that because by brother owns the restaurant. So we’ll blow bubbles in our milk and pick the pepperoni of our pizza. We’ll eat too much and I’ll undo the button on my pants so we have room for dessert.

  5. I’ll get a dessert coffee too and we’ll talk about how her day went and how she has this friend at school that she really likes. He’s a boy. I’ll frown but then she’ll tell me she likes him because he folds her jacket for her after recess. And because he can throw a stick 25 feet.

  6. I’ll look at my watch and realize that it’s already past bedtime. For both of us. But, a late and out of control night is what I wanted and we’ll both have chocolate covered faces so it will feel like we’ve done this right.

  7. I’ll chivalrously pay the bill and load a now nodding off little lady into the back of the car and we’ll drive home much more quietly than we drove in. I’ll look up at the stars as we drive and I’ll wonder which one of them it was I wished on to get to be lucky enough to have two perfect little girls in my life.

  8. I’ll bring her up to bed and let her sleep in her dress. I might even sleep in my clothes to prolong the date a little bit. I’ll kiss her on the head and close the door.

  9. I’ll go to bed myself, and hopefully dream of my next date with my daughter.

Mike is an Ottawa born-and-raised husband and father of two. He’s obsessed with making sure his daughters says ‘daddy and mommy’ and not ‘mommy and daddy’ and with ensuring his daughters know they’re both one-of-a-kind.


  • sweet! I love having dates with my boys!

    • Mike Reynolds

      They are magical times.