FIRST FATHER-DAUGHTER DATE
By Tierce Green
I always planned to be the first guy to ask my daughter out on a date and show her how it’s supposed to be done. You know, set the bar really high and eliminate some of the losers in her future. I just didn’t know that day would come so soon. You have all these principles, promises and plans in place but you have to stay flexible, adaptable. Parenting is a moving target and teaching opportunities pop up when you least expect them.
Our daughter, only three-years-old at the time, stood on her tiptoes peeking at a collection of wedding pictures hanging above the chest by our bed. Her eyes grew wide when she recognized her mommy in a wedding dress and her daddy in a tux.
"Mommy, what are those pictures?"
My wife could have simply answered, “those are our wedding pictures” and left it at that, after all, our daughter was only three. But she paused for a moment and responded with what I thought was a perfect answer.
"That's the day Daddy gave me a ring and promised to love me always."
Our daughter paused for a moment as she processed the answer, then moved on to something else. Several days later, there she stood again gazing curiously at our wedding photos.
Same Question: "Mommy, what are those pictures?"
Same Answer: "That's the day Daddy gave me a ring and promised to love me always."
There were a few more exchanges just like that in the days ahead until one day something unexpected happened. She asked the same question, but this time my wife responded to her question with a question.
"Mommy, what are those pictures?"
"What did I tell you they are?"
"That's the day Daddy gave you a ring and promised to love you always."
That was a pretty incredible moment. We hit the target! We succeeded in teaching her the real value behind the pictures. They weren’t just images documenting a wedding event. They were reminders of the day her Daddy made a promise to her Mommy, a promise to love her always. That should be enough, right? But remember, parenting is a moving target. You’ve got to be ready to adjust your aim because it can shift at any moment. And so it did …
"Mommy ... Do you think Daddy will give ME a ring one day?"
It was probably a good thing I wasn’t in the room or I would have broken down and cried like a baby. You see, I’ve been wrapped around her little finger ever since the day she wrapped her tiny hand around my little finger. I had a mission: GET THAT GIRL A RING! But I knew that she not only wanted a ring; she wanted a promise, a promise that I would love her always.
So I made trip to James Avery. I found the perfect little silver ring with a tiny heart on it. Then I asked her out on a date to Johnny Rockets, just the two of us. She gave me a BIG smile and a BIG yes! Her eyes lit up when I told her that she would need to pick out a special dress for the occasion. It was hamburgers, fries and shakes, but this was special—OUR FIRST FATHER-DAUGHTER DATE.
Our waitress pulled out all the stops with balloons, pictures, special attention and special milkshakes. She said it reminded her of some of the dates she experienced with her dad growing up.
After dinner we walked over to the plaza area of Market Street and found a spot next to one of the water fountains. As soon as I revealed the tiny gift bag she knew immediately what it contained. It was a priceless moment.
As I placed the ring on her finger I explained that this ring means three things:
“I promise to love you always no matter what. I promise to always love your Mommy. And most importantly, God will always love you no matter what.”
Every time that ring has been on her finger and people asked her about it, she would tell them exactly what it means.
A year or so after that first-date event, she lost the ring when she took it off to wash her hands at a restaurant. We retraced our steps later with no luck. Well, you know what I did—I made another trip to James Avery! It was really another teaching moment. You see, the ring is just a symbol. She may lose this ring, too. She will definitely outgrow it. But she will never lose or outgrow those three promises.
At this writing, our daughter is eleven-years-old and about to enter sixth grade. The ring is now on a necklace because it no longer fits her finger. Last summer she put her faith in Jesus. Now we have a new context to restate and apply the three promises I made on our first father-daughter date.