I didn’t have to do anything except hold her to make her happy. She was so thrilled just to be in my arms, she didn’t want me to put her down for half an hour. Even then, I had to give her my full attention as she showed me all the new things she’s learned and done since I’d left.
There’s something deeply satisfying to coming home to someone who’s so eager to see you. Being loved. That’s what it is. It’s a nice feeling. Probably one of the biggest perks to fatherhood. That, and the love I feel for her, too.
They say “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” I think in parenting take that and double it. That’s about right.