Something great did happen the other day. I had taken the girls to dinner - W didn't come (time of the month stuff). As we were driving back home, a song that was special to W and me at one time came on the radio. I had to sit in the car, after pulling into the driveway, and kind of let a wash of emotions pass before going inside. As I was sitting there, one D2 said "I love you, Daddy!". This was the first time I heard either of them say this, and she said it so clearly. I told her, "Oh, <D2>, I love you, too!" Then, my other D2 said "I love you, Daddy!", and I told her "I love you, too!" It really picked me up.
Of course, I kind of set myself up for a bad side to this. I came in, the girls ran to Mommy, and as she was playing with them, I told her what they'd just told me. She didn't really respond too much, which upset me - the whole bit about her not listening to me, as if I'm not really there, plus the fact it was special to me, and didn't seem all that special to her. I just walked away and said "well, it was special to *me*". Should have just kept it to myself, but it was still very special to me, and always will be.
