Daddy's Girl

"There's nothing like a father and daughter bonding over zombies!"

I can't help but laugh at the fact that these words just came out of my father's mouth from across the room.  I've always been a daddy's girl.  We did all the cute daddy/daughter stuff together: we went to dances and bonded during car rides when I was in school; we go fishing every summer, and you can find us swearing at the TV together for most Chicago Blackhawks games.  But zombies?  Um, no.

It was an accident, I swear.  I lived with roommates for a semester who go me hooked on the show "The Walking Dead."  I resisted as much as I could, but it was a common talking point in the apartment, and I couldn't hold out forever.  Shortly after the addiction took hold, I moved back home to start student teaching.

Mom and Dad, of course, made fun of me for watching this stupid zombie show.  I laughed too - it sounded ridiculous even to me!  But still I watched, because it was far too late for me.  Mom continued to laugh, but Dad started wandering in occasionally, staying for longer and longer periods of time.  I noticed, but kept quiet.  I knew what was happening - this is exactly how I became a Blackhawks fan.

So here we are, settled in with a pair of Pepsis and some Girl Scout cookies between us.  Watching zombies.  Maybe it's not traditional daddy/daughter bonding, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.