I'll never forget the first time we found our girls playing "orphanage". It was our oldest's idea, eight years old at the time, and her two younger sisters followed suit. They had gathered every doll, blanket, book and toy paraphernalia they could find including bottles, bibs, high chairs and food. They spent their time feeding, rocking, reading books to and even singing lullabies for these "babies".
If I had a dollar for every time my family went to Target, I might actually be able to afford to go there as much as we do. Without exception my kids want to peruse the toy section just to "get ideas" of what they like, and without fail it always turns into a "Daddy I want to buy this" and "No sweetie, we're not going to buy that" tug-of-war match. I usually win. :)
I have four daughters, and with that, an inordinate amount of estrogen and emotion pumping through my home at all times. But I love it. When I was 19 I asked God to only give me daughters, and He was gracious enough to oblige. There is something special about the relationship between a dad and his little girl - I'm blessed enough to have this four times over (and possibly more in the future!).