Reply #19: Loved them both, but in different ways during different times.

[tango-tee]

I was Daddy's girl when I was small, but not because I was his cute little princess. He encouraged me to do things girls at that time weren't supposed to do, allowed me a great deal of freedom, only to freak out once I became a teenager. By that time he wanted to lock me in the basement.

With Mom it was just the opposite... she wanted me to be the little princess when I was small, dressing me like a doll only to freak out because five minutes later I was filthy again, but encouraged me in so many ways during my years of growing into an adult.

Later, once I had a child of my own with all the ups and downs, watched him become an adult in turn, and as Mom and Dad were growing old, it all came together and there is nothing but tremendous affection for both of them.