She came upon me unawares, as i tidied our breakfasting from the kitchen and put it back to rights.
"Who's your favourite person on earth?" she asked, all traces of her kindergarten lisp evaporated in my first grade girl...
"Daddy." i said - not glancing down at blond head bobbing beside me.
"You're mine, 'cause you made me." She grins, her eyes sparkling, reaching to hug me as i laugh and grab her to me.
And that's when i plunged over the precipice...
"Well, daddy helped."
The flame of intelligence alight in her eyes, i see the mechanisms of her mind spring to life and she utters the unanswerable, "How?"