"Daddy, I just wanted to call and tell you that Kiley and Shannon and I are making the biggest pillow tent ever. But I wanted to call and tell you goodnight. And so did Kiley and Shannon."
It doesn't get any better. Well, she could live with me, but that's another story.
When Ali was two, she started calling me "Poppie". It's still my favorite name to be called.
When Sadie was two, she asked me to tell her stories. And, Mark and Teddy stories were born.
Ali, Sadie and Georgia have heard more Mark and Teddy stories than Jerry Jones has girlfriends.
Mark and Teddy are the ultimate morality stories.
Every night, Mark and Teddy have an adventure.
Mark is always bad.
Teddy is always good.
The situation always varies. No story can be retold.
They have been at grocery stores, Six Flags, on airplanes, at church, at school, you name it, they have been there.
And Mark has done more bad things than can be imagined. And Teddy is always rewarded for his good behavior.
That Mark will never learn.
Sons have a Dad relationship. That is, if we have spent time together.
We just get it. We are men, we talk, we move on. We are bonded.
Daughters have a Daddie relationship.
Oh how I love my connections with my boys.
We laugh. We bash each other. We share sports updates.
Daughters, they need communication. Stories. Time.
I'm in the middle of one sweet week with my youngest.
No agenda. Just me and her snuggling, playing, singing, wrestling, loving.
I am the most fortunate man alive to have had two sons and three daughters.
The fortress that is built between the five of them is formidable.
The Taliban would be well advised to stay away. Don't fuck with the Burks kids.
In the meantime, the relationships I have with the girls is so amazing.
The daughter thing is over the top. And I'm right there with them.
They need daddy to be there.
They need daddy to teach them about men.
They need daddy to be accountable.
They need daddy to provide.
They need daddy to show the way.
And it is a privilege to do so.
And, even though they don't always see it the same way, the most important thing is to be there. Just be there. Be their daddy.
I hear there are men that don't do that.
I am sorry for them.
And I am sorry for their daughters.
For a man, it is the most rewarding, challenging, daunting, wonderful task on earth.
There is nothing in the world so sweet as a daughter wrapping her hand in her father's hand.
There is nothing better than a daughter wanting to snuggle with her daddy.
There is nothing better than a daughter loving her papa.
I'm so excited.
I get two more days with my peanut and her undivided attention.
Then I get to go home to Texas, where peanut wants to be, and be with her sisters.
And her lone surviving brother who she calls her bodyguard. The Zac man.
But tomorrow, I will be wrestling her to prove once again that I am King of the Hill.
She has this amazing knee drop on my back that makes her King of the Hill. I just can't let her know that quite yet.
And on Friday, we are going to the skeeball place of champions. And we shall see who rules the roost.
Oh, daughters, how special you are.
How fortunate are the men who are your fathers.
And how lucky I am to be the daddy of Ali, Sadie and Georgia.